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Motherhood Should Come With....

Five minute Friday....Five minutes of writing on topic with no planning or editing or revisions. hosted by The Gypsy Mama ...Here goes

Motherhood should come with...

A warning about how your heart will never be the same
The knowledge that you will grow much more than they
A way to s l o w time
A superhuman ability to fore go sleep, food and time for yourself...oh wait it already does :)
Roller skates
Really good mama friends

STOP


Ok so that was the first five minute Friday. (Even though technically it's Saturday, after midnight). I'm late but it's my first one.

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  1. Yeah for joining in! I was late, too, and just posted mine. :) I like the idea of motherhood coming with rollerskates, and the ability to slow time is definitely a must. :) Your post you wrote this morning about Mother's Day was beautiful, too.

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  2. That first line is so true, Mother love grips the heart for sure.

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  3. I Loved your post. We're both first-timers in this blogging community. :-)
    Happy Mothers Day to you!

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