10/12/2026
I’m here for a good time, not a long time.
Because when you really think about it…
100 years on this earth is not a long time.
50 years of being their mother is not a long time.
25 years of watching them grow into their own person is not a long time.
12 years of being the centre of their little world is not a long time.
6 years before they’re spending most of their days in a classroom instead of beside you is not a long time.
3 years before they’re running off to explore the world instead of reaching for your hand is not a long time.
2 years of carrying them on your hip, hearing their little footsteps follow you from room to room, is not a long time.
1 year of watching them go from a tiny newborn to a little person with a personality of their own is not a long time.
6 months of being their whole world, their comfort, their safe place, is not a long time.
3 months of sleepy smiles, tiny stretches, and falling asleep on your chest is not a long time.
6 weeks of learning each other, of sleepless nights and newborn snuggles, is not a long time.
9 months of carrying them beneath your heart, feeling every kick, dreaming of who they’ll become, is not a long time.
And somehow, a lifetime still doesn’t feel like enough.
So yes, I’m here for a good time.
