You Are the Reason

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Oh, sweet child, you are the reason for so many things.

You are the reason I pee a little every time I sneeze too hard.

You are the reason I never have a clean house.

You are the reason I have spit-up down my shirt.

You are the reason I know how to remove almost any type of stain.

You are the reason I never get a full night’s sleep.

You are the reason my tailbone hurts every time I sit a little too long.

You are the reason my tummy will never be without scars.

You are the reason my old jeans don’t fit quite as well as they used to.

You are the reason I shop for nursing bras instead of ones from Victoria’s Secret.

You are the reason I took off a semester of grad school.

You are the reason Daddy and I don’t go out much.

You are the reason Mommy likes to have a glass of wine every now and then.

You are the reason we budget, save and don’t blow money.

You are the reason why I am a master at multitasking.

Yor are the reason why I know the anguish of labor and postpartum anxiety.

You are the reason why my hair is thinning from too many intense pulls.

You are the reason why I trip and fall over your many baby toys left in the middle of the floor.

You are the reason why I know to never trust a fart or a diaper’s capacity.

You are the reason I have “Baby Shark” constantly on repeat in my head.

I have you to blame for all this, but none of this matters because you are the reason for so many other things.

You are the reason why I laugh so hard I sometimes pee.

You are the reason why our house feels like a home and our family feels so complete.

You are the reason why I cry and appreciate the simple, beautiful moments.

You are the reason why I have the confidence to be the mama and person I am.

You are the reason why I have so many adorable photos on my phone.

You’re the reason why I know there is good still left in this world.

You are the reason why I always know that someone is willing to cuddle.

You are the reason I love waking up every morning.

You are the reason I love your daddy even more than imaginable.

You are the reason I love being your mama and am so proud.

You are the reason why I find beauty in the crazy that life throws our way.

You are the reason I am so glad that the Lord blessed me with a little boy.

You are the reason I’ve realized what is important in life.

You are the reason I can buy yummy kid’s snacks and take afternoon naps.

You are the reason I have someone to be a complete goofball with nonstop.

You are the reason I have hope for the future of this world.

You are the reason my heart feels as if it will burst because it is so full of love.

Oh, sweet child, you are the reason for so many wonderful things.

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Mary Beth Becker

Mary Beth Becker is an army wife and a mom to a sweet boy and a golden retriever. She was raised on a farm in the Midwest, but is now living the southern life in Tennessee working on her master's in education. She enjoys DIY projects, baking, fun facts, cheesiness, and homemade ice cream. Her hands are full, but so is her heart.

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You Are the Reason

You are the reason I never get a full night’s sleep.

You are the reason why I am a master at multitasking.

I have you to blame for all this, but none of this matters because you are the reason for so many other things.

You’re the reason why I know there is good still left in this world.

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