To the moms waking up in a panic in the middle of the night with a holiday shopping list of who to buy for dancing in their heads, I see you.
To the moms braving the busy stores on a crowded Saturday to try and snag that special gift for your kid, I see you.
To the moms too overwhelmed with work, bills, and life to even think about the holidays, I see you.
To the moms not feeling very merry because this is your first holiday season without a loved one, I see you.
To the moms putting on a happy face while underneath trying to deal with some heavy stuff, I see you.
To the moms on their own this holiday season while their loved one is deployed, I see you.
To the moms spending their first holiday season after divorce and feeling an extra layer of guilt, I see you.
To the moms struggling with their mental health and feeling like simply getting out of bed is hard enough, I see you.
To the moms battling a physical illness and are just putting one foot in front of the other, I see you.
To the moms who are overbooked, overcommitted, and overwhelmed, I see you.
To the moms wishing they were invited to more, I see you.
To the moms holding the tiny hands of your new baby and seeing the holiday season for the first time through a parent’s (exhausted) eyes, I see you.
To the moms holding the hands of their parents, maybe for their last holiday season, I see you.
To the moms without a baby in their arms but desperately wanting one, I see you.
To the moms whose baby is no longer a baby and you’re wondering where the time went, I see you.
To the moms trying to create their own family traditions, I see you.
To the moms trying to figure out how to blend religions and families, I see you.
To the moms wishing we could all just. slow. down…I see you.
To the moms who feel like they’re doing it all and no one is seeing you…
I SEE YOU.
