Makenzie Delorme

Makenzie Delorme Stay at home mom to 3 littlesđŸ„°
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My children will always know where to turn for love and comfort.Not just when things are easy. Not just when they’re lit...
06/11/2026

My children will always know where to turn for love and comfort.

Not just when things are easy. Not just when they’re little and it’s natural to run into my arms.

But always.

When they’re overwhelmed, I’ll be here.

When they’re unsure, I’ll be here.

When the world feels too big, too loud, too heavy—I want them to instinctively know there is a place they can come back to where they are safe, accepted, and loved without conditions.

I don’t want love in our home to feel earned.

I want it to feel constant.

The kind of love that doesn’t require perfection.

The kind of love that doesn’t shut the door when things get hard.

The kind of love that stays steady through every stage of life, even the ones where they pull away a little, grow a little, figure themselves out a little.

Because no matter how far they go or how much they change, I want them to always know:

They can come back here.

And they will be met with comfort, not questions.

With love, not judgment.

With arms open every single time.

When I ask someone how they’re doing, I don’t want the polite version.I don’t want the automatic “good.”I want the long ...
06/11/2026

When I ask someone how they’re doing, I don’t want the polite version.

I don’t want the automatic “good.”

I want the long version.

Tell me what’s going right.

Tell me what’s keeping you up at night.

Tell me about the thing you’re excited about and the thing you’re scared of.

Tell me about the dream you’re chasing, the mistake you’re replaying, the funny thing your kid said, and the burden you’ve been carrying alone.

Tell me the good and the bad.

The beautiful and the messy.

The parts you usually leave out because you think nobody wants to hear them.

Because when I ask how you’re doing, I’m not making conversation.

I’m trying to connect.

I think we’re all carrying so much more than we let people see, and sometimes what we need most is someone willing to sit through the whole story instead of just accepting the headline.

So if I ask how you’re doing, know this:

You don’t have to give me the short version.

I’ve got time for the real one.

I hope my son never reaches an age where affection becomes embarrassing.I hope he never feels like he’s “too old” to hol...
06/11/2026

I hope my son never reaches an age where affection becomes embarrassing.

I hope he never feels like he’s “too old” to hold my hand, lean his head on my shoulder, ask for a hug, or tell me he loves me.

I hope the world never convinces him that tenderness makes him weak.

That kindness isn’t masculine.

That love should be hidden.

Because some of the strongest people I’ve ever met are the ones who aren’t afraid to show affection.

The ones who hug their friends, tell their family they love them, comfort people when they’re hurting, and love loudly without worrying how it looks.

So I’ll keep hugging him when he runs into my arms.

I’ll keep kissing his forehead when he lets me.

I’ll keep reminding him that affection isn’t something to outgrow.

It’s something to hold onto.

And if one day he’s taller than me, with a deeper voice and bigger hands, I hope he still knows there’s nothing embarrassing about loving the people who love you back.

People love to say, “Being a mom isn’t your whole personality.”And maybe one day it won’t be.But right now?I’m okay with...
06/11/2026

People love to say, “Being a mom isn’t your whole personality.”

And maybe one day it won’t be.

But right now?

I’m okay with motherhood being a huge part of who I am.

Right now, my days revolve around little people. My conversations are about kids. My camera roll is full of photos of my children. My schedule, my priorities, my energy, and my heart are centered around my family.

I’m not losing myself.

I’m living the season I’m in.

One day my kids won’t need me this much. The toys will be put away. The diapers, the snacks, the school pickups, the bedtime stories, and the endless questions will all become memories.

But today?

Motherhood is the biggest thing happening in my life.

And I don’t feel ashamed of that.

I don’t need to prove that I’m balancing a hundred hobbies, building a business, traveling the world, or maintaining the same identity I had before children.

Right now, I’m raising my babies.

And for this season of life, that’s more than enough.

Motherhood isn’t my entire identity forever.

But today, it’s my greatest purpose.

And I’m perfectly okay with that.

Not everyone is lucky enough to have family nearby.Some of us became moms and quickly realized that the village everyone...
06/11/2026

Not everyone is lucky enough to have family nearby.

Some of us became moms and quickly realized that the village everyone talks about wasn’t waiting for us.

So we built one.

And sometimes the most beautiful villages aren’t made of grandparents, aunts, and cousins.

They’re made of mom friends.

The friend who watches your kids for an hour so you can make an appointment.

The one who drops off coffee when you’ve had a rough week.

The one who understands why you canceled plans because your toddler didn’t nap.

The one who answers your text at 10 PM when you’re questioning every parenting decision you’ve made that day.

The women who show up with snacks, hand-me-downs, advice, encouragement, and zero judgment.

The ones who become family.

Motherhood can feel incredibly lonely without a village. But there is something special about finding other moms who choose to stand beside you anyway.

No blood relation.

No obligation.

Just women helping women survive and enjoy motherhood together.

And sometimes, those friendships become the village you needed all along.

Sure, I’m tired.Sure, there are days when I wish I could sleep in, take a nap without interruption, or have a few more h...
06/11/2026

Sure, I’m tired.

Sure, there are days when I wish I could sleep in, take a nap without interruption, or have a few more hours to myself.

But if someone offered me the chance to trade these late-night cuddles, the tiny hand reaching for mine, the way my baby lights up when they see me, or the feeling of rocking them to sleep in exchange for more rest


I wouldn’t do it.

Not for a second.

Because one day the sleepless nights will end. The contact naps will stop. The little voice calling for me every few minutes will grow quiet.

The exhaustion is temporary.

These moments are too.

So yes, I’m tired. More tired than I’ve ever been.

But I know I’m living in days I’ll miss someday, and I’d choose my baby and these precious moments over extra sleep every single time.

Moms with a large family village are living a completely different version of motherhood than moms without one.And I don...
06/11/2026

Moms with a large family village are living a completely different version of motherhood than moms without one.

And I don’t mean that in a judgmental way. It’s just reality.

When your family lives nearby and is involved, you have built-in support. Date nights are possible. Emergencies are easier to handle. You can go to appointments alone. You can get a break when you’re sick. Sometimes you can even be yourself outside of being “Mom” for a few hours.

When you don’t have family nearby, every single thing requires planning. Every appointment. Every errand. Every emergency. Every moment away from your children.

Some moms have grandparents at soccer games, family at birthday parties, people willing to pick up a sick child from school, and someone to call when life gets overwhelming.

Other moms are doing all of that with just themselves and their spouse, if they’re lucky enough to have that support.

It’s not that one mom loves her children more or less. It’s not that one is stronger or weaker.

They’re simply living two very different lives.

And I think sometimes moms without a village get tired of pretending that the gap isn’t there.

Because it is.

A strong family village doesn’t just give you help. It changes your entire experience of motherhood.

Simple summer activity for kids!Grab some paper and cut out a simple shape. Put tape on the back so the sticky side is f...
06/10/2026

Simple summer activity for kids!

Grab some paper and cut out a simple shape.
Put tape on the back so the sticky side is facing out, then stick it on a window.
Give your kids pom poms, gems, or any small craft items and let them decorate!

It kept my kids busy and entertained for over 30 minutes and they had so much fun with it!

Listen
 this one is out of pocket.. I KNOW but I just have to ask
.Does anyone else practically đŸ’© themselves when they’r...
06/10/2026

Listen
 this one is out of pocket.. I KNOW but I just have to ask
.

Does anyone else practically đŸ’© themselves when they’re shopping in target😂

I’m not kidding. It’s every single time for me. I could go three times a day and it would happen all three times. Doesn’t matter if it’s a one hour trip or a five minute trip.

Today I had to practically sprint from one side of the ïżŒstore to the other with 3 kids to get to the bathroom.

Target, I don’t know what you’re putting in the air
 I don’t know what is happening, but it’s gotta stop😅

06/09/2026

Went from dreaming of her to living the dream life with herđŸ’•đŸ©°

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