Hey Mama, I see you there, halfway through your sixteenth reading of "Where is the Green Sheep?" for the day (knowing full well you will read it at least five more times before the day is over). Someone's grazed knee needs a kiss; someone else is demanding a snack (probably the same someone who refused their lovingly prepared meal not ten minutes ago); and you can't remember the last time you peed without an audience. This moment you're in is as exhausting as it is beautiful, and when the days all start to run together it can seem like what you're doing doesn't matter. But it does. So this one's for you Mama. Be in the picture. Let me show you the magic you're making, even on the days when it feels like no one sees you at all, because I'm a Mama too, and I get it.