Mothers are like snowflakes, no two are exactly alike.
I am a mother of one, reveling in the eccentricities of a girly girl.
I worry in my own way and I laugh inside (but not always out loud).
I have little fear of junk food, but I understand moderation.
I work sometimes, play sometimes, and rest much less than I used to.
I know another mama, a laid-back chauffeur and cheerleader to sporty boys.
She keeps Band-Aids on hand and tends her fair share of bumps and scrapes.
She is here and there and everywhere, always on time and looking sharp.
I think fashion is her link to a feminine world.
Mothers are masters at adapting, accepting, and adjusting.
We become who we are as we watch our joys learn, live, and grow.
We are powerful within our family cocoons - and unique to the world.
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