Means having all manner of bodily fluid wiped on you (and barely thinking twice about it).
Means enduring sometimes hours of screaming, including your own into a pillow.
Means singing, rocking, cuddling.
Means reading the same book over and over again.
Means blowing on countless pieces of food just to have them not eaten and your own food cold.
Means wearing ridiculous hats.
Means noisy toys and more noisy toys, ending with those songs stuck in your head long after they finally stopped singing.
Means exhaustion.
Means shirt pulling, hand tugging, constant needing.
Means lots of laughter.
Means thinking of yourself last, which means sometimes not showering that day.
Means kissing those dang stuffed animals for the hundredth and one time.
Means watching exactly what you look like when you are talking on the phone or doing anything for that matter and second-guessing all your actions.
Means stopping when you are doing to help, making your own task take ten times longer than it should.
Means dancing like a moron in the middle of the store just to keep your kid happy and entertained long enough to get your errands done.
Means losing out to your choice of movie on movie day because you know you really want to watch Frozen for the hundredth time.
Means answering Mickey Mouse and dancing to the Hot Dog song at the end resulting in endless giggles.
Means frustration.
Means being a broken record and wondering how many times you can actually say no in a day before it stops sounding like a word or breaks a world record.
Means knowing your kid better than anyone else.
Means fighting for you kid and being their advocate.
Means loving more than you ever imagined you could love someone and willing to do anything for your kid.
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