Mama, when your baby spikes a fever, and all you can do is rock her to sleep while sneaking those rounds of meds into her milk, you are a good mom.

Mama, when your child is in the ER, being held down for a chest x-ray, blood draw, and nasal swab, and she is screaming in terror and anger at you, you are a good mom.

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Mama, when you’re up with your little one listening to her wheeze, feeling helpless because you’ve tried everything from a humidifier to VapoRub to the cold air of your freezer, you are a good mom.

Mama, when relief comes over you because one kid is finally doing better, but then you’re hit by the fact your other kid is now sick, you are a good mom.

Mama, when you’re calling in sick for what seems like the umpteenth time, and it’s not for you, but for your kids, you are a good mom.

Mama, when you wipe that millionth runny nose, only to turn around and catch your child’s vomit in your hands, you are a good mom.

Mama, when you feel that rush of heat now hit your forehead, and the exhaustion piling on, but there’s no one to take care of you or dote on you, you are a good mom.

Mama, when the house is looking a bit more like tornado valley complete with a trail of tissues and Lysol wipes, and it’s all you can do to keep the piles of vomited-on laundry to a minimum, you are a good mom.

Mama, when you’re making that tenth call to your pediatrician in one week, and you feel like you’re overthinking and must be the hated parent, you are a good mom.

Mama, when it’s all you can do not to mentally snap at the fussing and whining and clingy-ness, you are a good mom.

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Mama, when it feels like there must be more you can do to help your sick kiddos and wondering why it always seems like they’re getting sick (I mean, you do try to keep them clean and healthy in a decently clean home!), you are a good mom.

Mama, when your home is ravaged by sickness, cut yourself some slack. Because, truly, you are a good mom.

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I am a blessed wife and working mama to two little girls, who are 18 months apart in age. Vocationally, I am a medical laboratory scientist; however, my favorite hobby is writing, highly influenced by my journey as a formerly single mom navigating beyond various traumas in my life. My sole purpose is to reach the one person who needs to know she is not alone.

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