It's supposed to be this hard.
It's supposed to be this good.
It's supposed to come in waves.
It's supposed to play on your emotions.
It's motherhood, and it's marriage.
It's growth as a woman and a human.
It's family, and it's building a life.
It's living that life.
Sometimes fast, other times slow.
Sometimes on purpose, other times like a walking accident.
It's baffling, and it's enlightening.
It's draining, and it's oh so fulfilling.
Its a mind f*ck and it's eye-opening.
It's also the reason your eyes and body are unceasingly tired.
It's supposed to be this hard, and it's supposed to be this good, because if it weren't, it wouldn't transform you like it is and, girl, this transformation is looking beautiful on you.