Being a mom, for me, has been a lot about “having it all together”. Sometimes I feel like I do, sometimes I really wish I did, and most times- I pretend to. I think it’s pretty common to feel like you’re the only mom in the world who doesn’t “have it all together”, but trust me, you’re not. You are not the only mom with toys scattered amongst the living room floor, lacking the energy to follow your child around and pick them up. You’re not the only mom that sometimes orders dinner instead of cooking. You’re not the only mom that cannot possibly stand to watch Moana even one more time… but then you do. You’re not the only mom that frantically googles everything under the sun. You’re not the only mom who doesn’t feel like “herself” since becoming a mom- because your body is different and the bags under your eyes just won’t go away. You’re not alone, mama. So to you, I raise my six times microwaved cup of coffee that is still, somehow ice cold- and say, “same, girl.”