Motherhood Isn't Soft. It's Savage

Being a mom is never “just a mom.” It’s your identity being stretched, tested, and reshaped. A once free, independent, wild party girl trying to hold onto her own identity in the middle of it all.

That's smack dab where I'm at in this moment. 38 with a one and half year old, trying to get my own business up and running *successfully* so I can be a stay be a stay at home mom - but not only a stay at home mom. I personally still need "my own" thing. Otherwise, I would lose my shit. Although sometimes I dream of worrying about the house, kid(s) and dinner, without the nagging background noise of emails, orders, marketing, SEO crap, ads, ect. 

Thats when the guilt piles on for not doing enough in the business, at home, with the boy, or anywhere in between..... but somehow I also find myself burnout from doing too much.
That constant juggling, oof.

Then there's those moments my heart wants to burst, when he runs to me with his arms open and pure joy on his face, that feeling- that's what keeps ya going.

That’s what we honor on Mother’s Day. The ones that show up tired, overwhelmed, proud, guilty, and still keeps going anyway. The ones earning one of the best titles out there, MOM.

That’s BUILT ROWDY.

Happy Mother's Day to the ones that holding their shit show together by a thread