A side of Baby Mama, hold the drama
Just a few years ago, I would cringe at the term "baby mama,"
Today, I embrace it.
It is what it is and I am who I am.
You have to live your life and roll with the punches.
I never thought I'd be a baby mama. I'm more of the wife, fiance, girlfriend type.
Or so I thought.
Life is just not the fairy tale you dream it to be when you are eight years old in your big cousin's tiara and your mother's high heels.
I wish I could go back.
I would say "self," my self would say "huh."
And then I would lay it on thick... "Little Aerial, these boys only want one thing and one thing only.
Your heart!
So they can break it." Can I get an Amen?
"Protect yourself little Aerial. Protect your cookies. Protect your heart.
Or else be the best baby mama you can humanly be, like me."
I love my baby. Love her to the death. Do you hear me?
I am with her every single day! She needs for nothing. And once she start to talk, she will ask for nothing. Well maybe a cookie here and there but I work from home, so that I can be with her and cater to her every need. I change every diaper. Make every bottle.
Rub her little hands as she fights her sleep.
Smell her stinky little toes as I slide them out of my ribcage at night.
If I'm not my babies mama, then who the hell am I?
There is no one else I'd rather be.
Today, I embrace it.
It is what it is and I am who I am.
You have to live your life and roll with the punches.
I never thought I'd be a baby mama. I'm more of the wife, fiance, girlfriend type.
Or so I thought.
Life is just not the fairy tale you dream it to be when you are eight years old in your big cousin's tiara and your mother's high heels.
I wish I could go back.
I would say "self," my self would say "huh."
And then I would lay it on thick... "Little Aerial, these boys only want one thing and one thing only.
Your heart!
So they can break it." Can I get an Amen?
"Protect yourself little Aerial. Protect your cookies. Protect your heart.
Or else be the best baby mama you can humanly be, like me."
I love my baby. Love her to the death. Do you hear me?
I am with her every single day! She needs for nothing. And once she start to talk, she will ask for nothing. Well maybe a cookie here and there but I work from home, so that I can be with her and cater to her every need. I change every diaper. Make every bottle.
Rub her little hands as she fights her sleep.
Smell her stinky little toes as I slide them out of my ribcage at night.
If I'm not my babies mama, then who the hell am I?
There is no one else I'd rather be.
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