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The best part of me is my son.

Being a new mom is exhausting yet so rewarding. They say when he sleeps, you sleep. But I don’t want to miss any cuddles, so when he sleeps, I snuggle him up tight

Being a new mom is lonely and so fulfilling at the same time. I’ve never felt so alone, but I’ve also never felt like my life had a purpose until now. 

I wouldn’t trade my loneliness for a large number of friends. Although having some friends, even if very few, helps. Sometimes it takes being lonely to bring the most fulfilling times into your life. My son fills that void in my life. 

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Being a mom is the best job ever. I never thought it would have been possible for me to be a stay-at-home mom for the first few years of his life, but the good Lord has blessed us.

I’ve heard people say, “I would rather have more money than stay home with the kids.” Not me. I would rather make memories and catch all his firsts. 

Time is a thief. My career will always be there, my baby will not always be a baby. I can’t get that time back. I have never once regretted my decision to put my career on hold and stay home. 

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My heart is full. I am happy. Being a mom is also about making sacrifices. Oh, the sacrifices! I’ve sacrificed my career. My hobbies. My social life. Sleep. Going out with friends and more. 

They said it would be a lot different. They said it would be worth it. They were right. So much change. Totally worth it. I’ve lost a lot of time for me, but I couldn’t imagine life without my son. 

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My name is Morgan Christian, and I quit my job as a teacher to be a stay-at-home mom so I could raise my son. 

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