Mommy Undressed

Category: Dear Minions

  • To My Son On His Birthday

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    To my son on his birthday, It’s still hard to believe that just eight years ago you came into my life. A quiet little baby, you were put into my arms; swaddled and still. I promised you on that day I would do everything in my power to protect you and help you grow into…

  • The First And The Last

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    There’s something about your first born that will always hold a special place in your heart. You will never forget the moment you first looked into their eyes or their first steps. As they grow up every moment is magical. You’re in constant amazement about what they do, what they accomplish. The first report card.…

  • Being a Mom Means…

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    Being a mom means: Being a Lego master and a fortune-teller. A doctor and a wash maid. A Mario expert and a cab driver. A story-teller and a magician. A human tissue and a dance party dj. Being a mom means: Staying up late on ‘date night’ only to get  up before the sun for…

  • Dear Minions, Mommy does not like sharing….

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    Dear Minions, As your mother I am fully aware that you are around germs all day. You are surrounded by all your disgusting filthy little friends day in and day out. You stick your fingers in each other’s noses and touch in each other’s faces. You share cups even after your teachers told you not…