God, moms.
No, thatâs not a redundancy, although it kind of is. Moms do make the world go âround. You know I love moms. I feel like moms read this blog. Did you know when I started, I thought, Iâm going to write a blog that dads and dudes will read and follow and love.
Yeah, right, a cohort said at the time.
Itâs going to be women who read you, she was saying. Moms, mostly. Theyâll identify with you and share your stuff with each other. Theyâll share with their men, too, but mostly, the men wonât listen. Theyâll wish their men were a bit like you.
You mean, overworked, near-and-farsighted fathers who, 97% of the time, has an open box of animal crackers in his car and root for hopeless causes of baseball teams?
Then, yes. And here I go, trampling all over momâs day. Here are three mama-derived must-reads for you today. Moms (topped by those who birthed/tolerated me, our rambunctious three and the very women who reared each of you, seriously:)
Youâre Celtic, United, but baby Iâve decided youâre the best team Iâve ever seen, to borrow from Rod Stewart.

The Day I Moved Into My Yoga Pants
Lauri, of Mama Needs a Nap
Lauri is all the best thoughts of all the mamas who come to Target, wrapped up in a writerâs mind. I LOVE her delivery. And honesty. And humor. I applaud the concept of yoga pants for many reasons. I just wish there were a dad equivalent. Maybe itâs our comfy âdressâ shoes.
These are the best things ever. Why didnât anyone tell me? I feel like I won the Pants Lottery. – Lauri

One Day Iâll Carry You
Corey, of Nostalgia Diaries
This sweet story reminded me of a time I got nostalgic with Madison, my oldest. Remember when I used to carry you and your little legs only came up halfway on my legs? I was asking, Without missing a beat, Madison, at the time 20, said, and now yours only come up halfway on mine!
You donât need to, because they already know. It is a truth theyâve carried with them from their first breathâthat their love sustains you, that their life changed yours, that the weight of their existence will never be too much for you to bear. – Corey

Iâm Often at the End of My Rope as a Mom of Two
Lindsay, on Medium
When youâre parents of one, you spent time looking like a happy stock photo. Parents of two? Like a really good playoff matchup, a 4 vs a 5. Parent of three? More bettors would slap down a paycheck on the seagull vs. the shark during shark week than you.
Iâve learned a lot, having been a mom of more-than-one for over two years now. So many things changed after the birth of my second. Suddenly, I was on the other side. A mom friend who has one child once told me that she didnât know how I did it. We were standing outside a park, because my youngest had bolted for a busy intersection and I was busy maintaining my sleeper hold on him while I chatted with my friend. âI just donât know how you do it!â she said. âOh, itâs easy,â I told her, halfheartedly scanning behind me for my other child and slinging my now-limp youngest around my neck like a stole. âYou just have to ignore one of them.â – Lindsay
LOL! Your friend is right.. I would be willing to bet a majority of your followers are females like me. Moms or not. It is refreshing to read about a dad who is so involved with their kids that they talk about them all the time! Their good times, bad times, awards, failures, love and respect. I admire you a lot Eli! And I know other moms do also. Thanks for sharing your girls adventures with us! â¤
I’m happy for how things turned out, Courtney! I love this tribe. These kids are my everything – and even the stuff I don’t write about them is derived from them, or from me, at a position I’m in because of them.
I admire you too and appreciate you being here!
I finally understand the saying, “Whether you’ve got one child or ten, they take all of your time and all of your money.” I’ll add to it – all of your sanity. Happy Mother’s Day to every mother out there, whether you earn money for all your hard work or not, whether you feel like you’re doing it right or not. Trust me, you’re doing it right.
I can only imagine what unworthy pursuit I’d be on if it weren’t for parenthood! Losing my mind, I might add, has been addition by subtraction for me.
Oh, moms everywhere are getting it right.
Itâs not easy, but you learn to watch all of them at once. And iâm still waiting for a day off.
Our eyeballs go all kinds of directions, Meems. Days off are overrated.
I spent time celebrating with each daughter over 2 days and loved every minute )
Mother’s DayS. Love it!
Love this post! Thank you for sharing these must-reads.