“when — naked, soaked in sweat and blood, and a heart thumping from a marathon — you are squeezing onto your bosom ‘the whole universe wrapped in harmony with your soul’ and realize that this is the tiny body of your own baby.
Mytyr, Mana, Mater, Muter, Madre, Mother, Mamma, you are the circle of life; heaven and earth pass through you.” ~Eleftheria Mantzouka
Yep. That about says it.
You might be a mother if…
-You’ve ever said, “Wait untill your father get’s home!”
-You’ve ever cleaned-up-after, “You can ‘almost’ flush a grapefruit down the poddy.”
-You’ve ever thought, “Calgon, take me away!”