Danielle
A Love Letter to All the Mamas.
Updated: Oct 21, 2020

Dear Mamas,
I hope your coffee is strong. I hope whatever work you do alongside your momming fills your cup. I hope you laugh a lot. I hope you have many Champagne moments. I hope you always prioritize your health (mental and physical). I hope you make time for intimacy. I hope you have a hobby. I hope you give yourself grace. I hope your tears are for joy, and when they’re not I hope what’s causing them doesn’t last long. I hope you slow down, at least enough to not miss the things that you truly care about. I hope you ask for help. I hope you find and cultivate your tribe, and if you don’t I hope you create one. I hope you listen to you intuition. I hope you dream big; too-embarrassing-to-say-out-loud, Big. I hope you make time for friends. I hope you make time for yourself. I hope you continue to tell yourself how proud you are of yourself and the life you’ve created. I hope you experience many small moments of joy, which after all are the big moments that really matter. I hope you forgive yourself. I hope you let mom guilt only last a moment. I hope you always ask for what you need. I hope you stop comparing yourself to others. I hope you let all the moments of challenge and failure fuel you and redirect you to where and who you want and need to be. I hope you share your stories, and especially your struggles. I hope you love your life loudly, and with reckless abandon. I hope you never forget how strong, capable and exceptional you are in all (sleepless and impossible) seasons of life.
And I hope you know you’re worth it, and that you’re doing a great job.
With love, A Fellow Mom-In-Progress #MomLife