You want to be here.
I’m telling you, this is the group you want to be a part of.
These women come from different backgrounds, have different upbringings, have different beliefs and voting preferences and political beliefs, and ALL have each other’s back.
These women breastfeed, use formula, have toddlers, have teenagers, have kids in college, have kids in Heaven, and all care and support each other and the motherhood journey each is uniquely walking down.
These are the type of women who talk to you and not about you if they have a problem. Help you fix your crooked crown, quietly point out the food between your teeth and toilet paper under your shoe, in your best interest and never for their entertainment.
Women who clap with you when you succeed.
Sit beside you when you stumble. And stand by your side when you need support. Women who tell you that your dress looks pretty. That shade of lipstick looks nice on you. And that green brings out the color of your eyes.
Women who hang out with you in your PJs. Wear crazy hats together. Laugh about the awkwardness of motherhood and support each other with the insanely hard parts. Tell hard truths and hilarious stories. See each other for who you are.
This group is special.
A place to feel seen and heard. A place to feel safe with your deepest thoughts and concerns. A place to let go and let loose and let the stress fall away. A place where you can be you, as long as that includes being kind to your fellow Mommas. Where judgment falls by the wayside and connection meets you in the places that have felt lacking.
We celebrate our differences here. Listen to all the points of view. Take in each other’s experiences that have led us to where we are. Agree to disagree. We aren’t on a mission to make everyone else believe just like us because that makes this beautiful. A breath of fresh air—accepting each other, despite our differences—coming together with our differences and being unified simply as mothers.
This is what your heart has been aching to find for a while now.
You can rest now, my weary momma soul.
You have found your people.
You have found your place.
Sit with us.
