Somewhere along the line.

After carrying you for 9+ months and delivering you for 35 hours

Through the nights when you would rather be up than soaking up sleep

While trying understand your ever pressing needs that I don't seem to understand

And helping you explore the world in my arms.

Somewhere along the line

When I lay you down to sleep

and there are sweet potatoes on the floor

and in my hair

and on my sheets

and my back is sore

and you are properly covered in kisses

you made a mom out of me.