Sometimes I look at days like this and feel my heart ache in the most beautiful way. Because one day, this won’t be my now… it’ll be a memory I reach for when the house is quiet, when little feet don’t run ahead of me, and no one needs me quite so much. Motherhood feels so endless in the thick of it… but it’s not. And I think that’s what makes it both heartbreakingly hard and unspeakably beautiful. If you’re in the trenches today… the mess, the noise, the exhaustion, just know that someday you’ll look back and realize these were the golden years. Not perfect ones. But the ones your soul will come back to when you dream. ✨ motherhoodunfiltered slowmotherhood romanticizemotherhood momof5 honestmotherhood gentleparenting whimsymotherhood motherhoodthroughmylens