What’s a job you would like to do for just one day?
What’s a job I would like to do for just one day?
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Being a mom.
Oh wait… I already am one.
Then let me correct myself
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I would like to survive my own job for one full day
without questioning my life choices every 17 minutes. 🙂
Because apparently, according to everyone else,
moms “stay at home.”
Such a cute sentence.
Very fictional.
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People say it like we spend the day
sipping coffee dramatically near a window
while soft piano music plays in the background.
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Meanwhile, real life looks like:
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“Mommmmm where’s my sock?”
“Mommmmm he touched me!”
“Mommmmm what’s for lunch?”
“Mommmmm why are you angry?”
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I don’t know, sweetheart.
Maybe because I’ve answered 43 questions
before sunrise. 🌝
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Being a mom is basically working
as a chef, cleaner, therapist, detective, nurse, referee,
professional finder of missing objects,
and emotional support human…
for clients who pay in crumbs and attitude.
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And somehow…
I’m also expected to remember everything.
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Vaccination dates? Yes.
School projects? Yes.
Everyone’s favorite snacks? Yes.
Where your lost toy from 2019 disappeared?
Unfortunately, yes.
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Somewhere between school projects,
Mario races, unfinished homework,
Ludo fights that suddenly turn into world wars,
and dramatic complaints like
“HE GOT THE BIGGER CHOCOLATE”…
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moms somehow become
full-time peacekeepers too. 🙂
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One minute we’re teaching spelling words,
the next minute we’re fixing toy disasters,
judging who started the fight,
and pretending not to laugh
while brothers stand there
like rival lawyers presenting courtroom arguments
about who cheated in Mario game. 😭
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And after nearly breaking each other’s hands and legs
during WWE-level fighting matches…
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they casually say,
“It’s a brothers thing, Mom… don’t worry.” 🙂
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DON’T WORRY???
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Sir, one child is holding his arm dramatically
like he just returned from war. 😭
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But the funniest part?
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After driving me completely insane all day…
these same tiny humans suddenly become
the sweetest people on earth by night.
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“Mom, do you have a headache?”
“Should I press your head?”
“Want me to bring water?” 😭❤️
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And just like that…
the entire day’s irritation disappears faster
than snacks in this house. 🙂
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Honestly, motherhood is emotional blackmail
mixed with unlimited love. 😭
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Also, the moment I sit down…
someone suddenly remembers they have needs.
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It’s honestly fascinating.
I should be studied by scientists.
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I can be invisible for 3 hours while cleaning,
but the second I sit with a cup of tea
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“MOM.”
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No hello.
No breathing space.
Just MOM.
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At this point, my tea isn’t a beverage.
It’s a time-sensitive emergency challenge. ☕
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And let’s talk about the magical powers moms develop.
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I can remember everybody’s schedules
better than my own.
I can cook while answering questions,
checking homework,
and listening to three different stories
at the same time.
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I can also sense danger immediately…
especially when the house suddenly becomes too quiet. 🙂
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Because silence in a house with kids
never means peace.
It usually means somebody is either
eating secretly,
fighting secretly,
or planning something they’ll later say was
“just for fun.” 😭
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Also, moms don’t rest peacefully.
We simply close our eyes
while mentally tracking snacks, bottles, school things,
and the suspicious silence in the next room. 🙂
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And despite doing 700 things a day,
if one thing is forgotten…
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everyone acts like civilization is collapsing. 🙂
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But honestly?
As exhausting as it is…
there’s something weirdly beautiful about it too.
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Because somehow,
between the chaos, the noise, the missing socks,
the reheated coffee, the Mario rematches,
the tiny emotional breakdowns,
and the random “Mom look at me!” moments
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there’s love.
Messy, loud, sticky-fingered love. ❤️
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Still though…
if anyone asks what job I’d like to do for just one day?
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I’d say:
Mine.
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Just to understand
how moms manage to hold an entire house together,
lose their patience 14 times a day,
find it again by evening…
and still end the night by asking,
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“Did everyone eat properly?” ❤️
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Like honestly…
where does all this love even come from😍
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—Rajeshwari 🧿💕
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