// I want to be that mom that always gets in the water. Come on – admit it. Pools and oceans were ten times more fun when you could convince your parents to come in with you.
// I want to be that mom that has a special dish that you’ll always ask for when coming home. My mom (your meemaw) makes her spaghetti for me almost every time I get to see her. It is bomb ass.
// I want to be that mom that doesn’t get upset when you bring home a C on your report card. But it better not be an F.
// I want to be that mom who will let you stay up late sometimes and eat junk food –as long as you promise to snuggle with me.
// I want to be that mom taking a million and seven pictures of you. What does that commercial call it, paparazzi parents? Yeah, that’s me.
// I want to be that mom that will play with you every time you ask. Doing dishes and laundry are not as important as spending time with you. They can pile up for days for all I care.
// I want to be that mom whose hand you’ll always reach for.
// I want to be that mom who you’ll text and call when you get older. Will there still be texting by the time you have a phone? #idk (will there still be hashtags?!? enter surprise/scared face emoji (what about emojis?!?) here.).
// I want to be that mom whose home you’ll bring your family to for holidays – whose wife will sit and drink wine with me, whose grandbabies will love visiting.
// But most of all, I want to be that mom who loves you unconditionally, understands when you make mistakes and cheers your successes.