I see you.
I see you wake up when it's still dark and your house is quiet so that you can pack lunches, put on some make up, and do your hair.
I see you wipe the tears out of your eyes when you drop your child off at daycare. He was extra clingy today and cried "no school!" over and over to you. And all you wanted to do was agree with him and stay home....but you didn't.
I see you setting a good example for your son, even when it's hard.
I see you feeling left out when other moms talk about play groups and bible studies.
I see you hauling your purse, lunch, water bottle, and breast pump back and forth to work each day.
I see you worrying about the spit up stain on your blouse and hoping no one notices.
I see you trying to hide the bags under your eyes after being up since 3:30 a.m. with a child who just wanted mommy. And by the time you got that child back to bed, it was 30 minutes until your alarm was supposed to go off, so you just got up for the day.
I see you worry about your work performance because you know you are being watched more closely now that you are a mom.
I see you try to deny and fake a smile when your co-worker says you look tired. You know your appearance is being judged more critically now too.
I see you hold back the tears when your child's daycare calls just to let you know your daughter tripped and busted her lip, but that she's fine, they just wanted you to know.
I see your heart breaking that it was a stranger who comforted her, and not you.
I see you throw your hair up in a pony tail because the baby didn't sleep at all last night and it's a miracle you even made it in to work.
I see you checking your phone frequently between meetings, not to browse instagram or Facebook, but to make sure you didn't miss a phone call about your child.
I see you use your lunch break to schedule doctor and dentist appointments, pick up diapers, and drop off the extra clothes at daycare that you forgot to send that morning.
I see you try not to roll your eyes when a stay at home mom makes a comment to you about how nice it must be get dressed and do your makeup every day. Little does she know the only reason you look the way you do is because you have to. Don't judge her....her job is hard too.
I see you keeping an eye on the clock and hoping your meeting doesn't run long so that you can make it to daycare pick up in time.
I see you use up all of your vacation days taking care of a sick child.
I see you making peanut butter and jelly sandwiches for dinner because it's more important to you to hold your child after a rough day than it is to make dinner.
I see you stay up late to put toys away, wipe down the kitchen counters, and set the dishwasher.
I see you do all of these things and I wanted to let you know this.....
You are a good mom.
You are the most perfect mom for your child.
You give him everything (and more) than he needs.
You are a good mom.