Mother’s day milfin’ ain’t easy shirt, unisex long sleeve
- 5.3 oz., pre-shrunk 100% cotton
- Dark Heather is 50/50 cotton/polyester
- Sport Grey is 90/10 cotton/polyester
- Double-needle stitched neckline, bottom hem and sleeves
- Seven-eighths inch seamless collar
- Shoulder-to-shoulder taping
Yeah, it can really make a person think,how we can stand in front of anyone,in your case your mom,strongly feeling you are right about something,than years later find yourself saying, Mother’s day milfin’ ain’t easy shirt now I know how she/he must of felt and no longer feel the conviction of that day. I think they call it growth or conditioning complete.
Mother’s day milfin’ ain’t easy shirt
always being there unconditionally. Mom thank you for letting us know when you got sick and letting all of your medical records be open for all of us to see. Mom thank you for letting all four of us go to every single doctor appointment and letting us do for you as you did for us growing up and allowing us to be there allowing us to reach our ultimate goal and never letting you ever be alone by yourself feeling her feeling lost. Mother’s day milfin’ ain’t easy shirt I love you mom thank you for teaching me to be the best mom I could be. It’s been over 20 years your memories are fresh just like yesterday
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This message is so powerful and so true!!! We as moms make so many sacrifices for our children…but I know I would never change it except maybe now since I’m a little wiser and older…my children are my life and love how caring they are!! God bless you Jay and continue to help change the world!! I understand that children, teens and even young adults are selfish by nature and lack the life experiences to understand that their parents aren’t going to be there forever. I don’t think they fully appreciate their mother or father until they’ve had children of their own.
I’m ok with that; I understand and love them unconditionally. What I’m not ok with is them, as grown adults, choosing their father, my ex, over me again and again in the endless pursuit to gain his approval. They know my love is unconditional, and it is taken for granted; his has to be earned over and over. Some day they will look up and I won’t be here anymore…. and they will regret the time they frittered away chasing a hope that can never be fulfilled. That makes me sad.