When daddy refers to himself as daddy ^w^ :3

enough

Motherhood is hard. No one warns you about how challenging and stressful it is. No matter how organized you are or how well you plan, the laundry will never be caught up and there will be days that you just want to get in your car and drive off a cliff. When I get home from work, I always need a few minute to unwind and change into comfy clothes. Now imagine trying to do that and hearing “mama, when can I do that? When can I do this? Can you buy me that? What’s for dinner?”. All while someone is hugging your leg. Privacy going to the bathroom is nonexistent when you become a mom. Constant feeling of not being good enough, guilt of working too much, spending too much time on my phone are all things I battle with daily. Irritation of having to repeat myself 17 times about cleaning their room, putting on shoes, eating all their meals, brushing their teeth is another challenge. I’m sure it seems like I don’t like being a mother, sometimes that is true. I hate to admit that but I have to be honest, it’s hard. I love my kids more than anything but at times I feel like when I became a mom I lost myself. I lost my independence, ability to say yes when friends ask to go out, going out to dinner with my husband or simply watching a movie. On days when life gets to me and I lose my will to keep going I know I have to get out of bed and keep going. My babies are counting on me, they are my motivation to do better, to keep going to a job that I hate until I find something else. I want to be a good mom, I want them both to grow up and look back on their childhood and only have good memories. I want them to never question my love for them. I wish mental health was as easy to fix as a broken bone, put a cast on it. On the bad days when I let my anxiety win being a mom is 100 times harder. The amount of weight I have on my chest that there are times they don’t get the best version of me is hard to accept. The crazy part is that they accept me. To them I am mom. To them I am not the 34 year old that is still “trying” to buy a house, not a stressed out woman that hates her job, not the irritated individual, I am their mom. The one that comforts them before bed time, kisses all the boo boos, supports their dreams, saves all their artwork and cheers the loudest at all the games. They love me for the simple fact that I am their mom and that is enough, I am enough. 1/19/2022

♡ you’re beautiful because you’re you
♡ every day you do a great job forcing yourself to go to school/to study or just taking a shower
♡ you have the right to limit communication with bad people
♡ clothes don’t have a gender so you can wear anything if you are comfortable in it
♡ you’re not lesbian if you like girls
♡ you’re a great guy, I’m sure
♡ no one has the right to insult you

♡ you have every right to buy clothes in the men’s section because you’re a guy
♡ having a penis doesn’t make cisgender guys any better than you because you can have it, too
♡ maybe you’ll have to leave home to start the transition, and that’s okay
♡ cgrle or ddlb don’t make you a girl
♡ you can’t get back the time you spent not being in your body, so start living now
♡ it will be difficult, but I believe that you can do it
♡ ftm is not only blue or pink

♡ take care of yourself but remember that rest is most important
♡ be friends only with those people who accept you
♡ guys are different
♡ you’re not straight if you like guys.
♡ put your mental health above all else during dysphoria
♡ see a private psychotherapist who understands lgbt people
♡ strangers can misgendering you, don’t forget to fix them
♡ don’t  give up, you’ll just need to wait a bit