#proud mom shirt

[mashaly1986]

Best Mum in the World Mothers Day Womens Wider Cut T-Shirt

The Best Mum in the World Women's T-Shirt is a heartwarming and stylish way to celebrate the amazing mothers in your life. Here’s a detailed description:

Design: This T-shirt features a sweet and uplifting "Best Mum in the World" slogan on the front, making it a perfect gift for Mother’s Day or any occasion where you want to show appreciation. The bold, yet elegant lettering makes the message stand out, adding a personal and loving touch.

Fit & Style: Designed with a wider cut, this T-shirt provides a relaxed and comfortable fit, allowing for ease of movement and a casual, laid-back look. The wider cut adds to its versatility, making it suitable for all body types and perfect for everyday wear.

Material: Made from soft, breathable fabric, this T-shirt ensures all-day comfort. The high-quality material feels gentle on the skin and is ideal for casual outings, lounging at home, or running errands.

Occasions: This T-shirt is a thoughtful gift for Mother’s Day, birthdays, or just as a spontaneous gesture to show how much you care. Its cozy fit and meaningful message make it a favorite among moms who appreciate both comfort and style.

Versatility: The wider cut and simple yet meaningful design make this T-shirt easy to pair with jeans, leggings, or shorts. It’s perfect for relaxed days at home or casual outings with family.

Sentimental Value: Beyond its fashionable appeal, the "Best Mum in the World" message is a heartfelt way to express your love and admiration, making every mother feel special and appreciated.

[marouishop01]

Check out this awesome 'I’m a proud mom of a freaking awesome daughter yes she...' design on @TeePublic!

[poisonheadcrabsalesman]

Character of your choice is trying to take a shower but now there's an alarm going off.

The fire alarm is going off.

A shrill droning siren with flashing emergency lights that flash in the hazy steam of the shower. Civilian colony ship safety lights flash with military precision in time with the stress headache forming behind his eyes.

Tom sighs and wonders how long he could go unnoticed. His forehead thunks against the shower wall and he daydreams of hiding here instead of hurriedly dressing and getting to his designated zone. Trouble is, being captain makes you important enough that hiding isn't an option. And he wasn't really in the mood to have some poor ensign or worse come barging into his quarters.

Fires on spaceships are bad, he tells himself. You're captain and you need to be an example, he thinks as he thumps his head against the wall.

He sighs loudly and shuts off the water, towels off, and throws on the closest clean clothes he can find while pouting performatively for himself and probably Roland.

Speaking off… "Roland, is this a real alarm?"

"Unsure, Captain." Roland replies. "It wasn't scheduled. Signs point to maintenance and some kind of electrical issue."

Tom fights the urge to stay in his room, but before he can decide, a knock at the door interrupts his pouting. Some poor ensign is here to escort him to where Command is supposed to be during emergencies, but they pause and gawk at him.

Tom knows his hair is still wet and is sticking up in some unflattering way, but really? He follows their eyes and ah. The shirt he grabbed is one of the gag gifts that had not seen the light of day since it was so lovingly gifted. Tom sighs and waves the ensign on, grabbing a UNSC sweatshirt and trailing after them.

"Aw, but sir." Roland chimes from the speaker by the door. "It's a shame to hide that shirt, how else will the crew recognize you as World's Best Mom?"

[thenamessparkplug]

shoutout to my old 4th grade teacher for being more supportive of me one time 6 months ago than my own mother's ever been< 3333

[purringbonehead]

Built a gay ass pc 👍

[frommybookbook]

I'm sure the obnoxious prints and patterns that Paul Drake, Jr. wears are just because the 1980s, but I'm also choosing to believe that it's at least in small part an homage to Paul Drake, Sr., and the wild shit William Hopper wore.

[stormyboi7]

You ever sneeze so hard you redesign yourself?

Anywho,

BIG ANNOUNCEMENT TIME:

Stormy is no longer a Star Wars character! He’s still called Stormy the *Stormtrooper*— I legitimately don’t think I can call him anything else— but he’s no longer associated with Star Wars whatsoever.

Really, this has been a long time coming. I’ve never really thought of Stormy as a Star Wars OC, y’know?

With everything I want to do with the series and the character, I figured it would make the most sense to divorce him from Star Wars entirely, and let Stormy be Stormy.

Like I said, he’s still going to be called a Stormtrooper, for lore reasons that will be explained at a later date (likely, whenever I release the new version of Book 1!). Just know he’s NOT a Star Wars Stormtrooper anymore.

For now, I figured I’d go ahead and drop his redesign, since this is something I’ve spent a lot of time and effort remaking! Cheers!

[campirebitesarchive]

yea sure ok everything sucks but I just made myself a little lunch for tomorrow in my little bento box sooo… checkmate

[eggs-love-loki]

I made an SVG to make a Korok paper craft which was great and then I spent a week editing the SVG to make a tshirt with a Korok on it

Which is great :)

[hey-op-just-kill-me]

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[johnnydany]

I Have Two Titles Mom And Stepmom Mother's Day Floral Womens T-Shirt

Get yours now: https://www.teepublic.com/t-shirt/42156590-i-have-two-titles-mom-and-stepmom-mothers-day-flor

[modaveda-tshirts]

https://modaveda.com/blogs/news/stay-cozy-in-style-t-shirts-for-pet-lovers

[noisycowboyglitter]

Proud Mom Butterfly: Inspiring Moms to Soar to New Heights

The Proud Mom Butterfly symbolizes the beautiful journey of motherhood, encompassing the transformative experience of nurturing and watching a child grow. This concept blends the nurturing essence of motherhood with the symbolism of a butterfly's metamorphosis, creating a powerful representation of a mother's pride and joy.

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The butterfly, with its delicate wings and vibrant colors, represents the fragility and beauty of childhood, as well as the freedom and potential that every mother hopes for her child. Just as a caterpillar transforms into a butterfly, a mother witnesses and guides her child's growth from infancy to independence.

A Proud Mom Butterfly might be depicted in various forms – as jewelry, artwork, or even as a tattoo. The image often features a large butterfly with smaller ones nearby, symbolizing the mother's protective presence and the bond she shares with her children.

This symbol resonates with mothers at all stages of their journey. It celebrates the small victories and milestones, acknowledges the challenges overcome, and embodies the unconditional love that defines motherhood. For many, it serves as a reminder of the

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strength and grace required to raise a child, and the immense pride felt in watching them spread their wings and soar.

The Proud Mom Butterfly is more than just a symbol; it's a testament to the enduring spirit of motherhood and the joy found in nurturing the next generation.

ADHD Awareness focuses on educating the public about Attention-Deficit/Hyperactivity Disorder, a complex neurodevelopmental condition affecting both children and adults. This initiative aims to dispel misconceptions, reduce stigma, and promote understanding of how ADHD impacts daily life.

Key aspects include:

Recognizing ADHD symptoms across different age groups and genders

Emphasizing that ADHD is a real, medical condition

Promoting early diagnosis and effective treatment options

Advocating for support in educational and workplace settings

Highlighting the strengths and unique perspectives of individuals with ADHD

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ADHD Awareness campaigns often share personal stories, provide resources, and offer strategies for managing symptoms. They emphasize that with proper support and understanding, people with ADHD can thrive in various aspects of life.

By increasing knowledge and acceptance, ADHD Awareness aims to create a more inclusive society that embraces neurodiversity and supports those affected by ADHD.

Monarch Butterfly Gifts celebrate the beauty and symbolism of these iconic insects. These items often feature the distinctive orange and black wing pattern of monarch butterflies, offering a touch of nature-inspired elegance. The collection may include jewelry, home decor, garden accessories, and wearable art.

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These gifts appeal to nature lovers, conservationists, and those who appreciate the monarch's representation of transformation and resilience. They can serve as reminders of the importance of environmental preservation, as monarchs face habitat challenges. Monarch Butterfly Gifts make thoughtful presents for special occasions or as decorative elements to bring a bit of natural wonder indoors.

[cozey]

didn't know a maintenance guy was coming to do something about the birds living in the ducts and I'm wearing my "it's ok to be gay" shirt my mom got me....

[coolranch-chrisevans]

Okay, but my friend and I were talking about this one day, and what if Steve's parents are actually fantastic? Steve's whole "My dad is an asshole" rant is just him being pissed he got in trouble for throwing a party.

In reality, Steve's parents are very supportive of him not going to school right away. They trust him to know what's best for his future, and they encourage him to spend some time figuring out what he wants to do first.

And sure, his parents are gone a lot, but it's because they're in Doctors Without Borders, so they're always traveling to provide medical care to underprivileged communities around the world. Steve actually had to set up a whole Ferris Bueller system at home in case his parents call, because they get worried when they can't get ahold of him.

That's also why Steve never seems to go to the hospital—because whenever Steve comes home beat to hell his parents immediately jump into doctor mode and patch him up themselves. (The Harringtons have concussion protocol down to a T.)

Dr. and Dr. Harrington come back to Hawkins as soon as they hear about the "earthquake," and they actually help to coordinate the clean-up. That's why Steve is volunteering.

In fact, the only reason Steve never seems to talk about his parents to the Party is because so many of them have disengaged or absent parents, and he feels bad bragging about how great his are.

you know sometimes I’m like “Damn, Steve has it rough” and then i remember that via canon, we really know nothing about his parents and we just all decided that Steve needed to suffer.

[sttoru]

𝐓𝐀𝐆𝐒. dad!toji x wife!reader. fluff, just pure fluff. reader gets called ‘doll’ once.

toji sits on the edge of megumi’s bed, arms casually draped over his knees, watching with an amused grin as you fuss over your son. you’re lecturing him about being more careful when playing with the other kids at daycare, replacing the bandages on his arms that had gotten scuffed from a tumble.

megumi sulks, his little face scrunched up, but he doesn’t dare to say a word. his gaze is cast downward and he knows better than to challenge you when you’re in your ‘mom’ mode.

toji chuckles to himself. the little brat—just like his old man, he thinks. neither of them ever have the guts to talk back when you’re laying down the law.

with a lazy smirk, toji reaches over and ruffles megumi’s hair in an affectionate and teasing way. “it's fine, doll,” he says in attempt to reassure you, “shit happens. ‘n it toughens up the kid.”

you shoot him a look over your shoulder and toji just shrugs. “he’s just like you, ya know,” you mutter as you brush a stray lock of hair from megumi's face. indeed, the little boy resembles his father in looks but also in personality. “stubborn, hard-headed. thinks he can take on the world without a scratch,” you sigh.

on one hand, you’re worried that megumi will get in real trouble one day because of it. but on the other hand, your son got an overprotective man as father. you know he will never let any harm befall either of you.

toji raises an eyebrow at your comment. oh, he knows and he’s proud of it. proud of his son, of the family he's created with you. “i mean—he needs to learn to take a few hits if he's gonna survive this world.”

you scoff before hugging megumi one last time. “mm, mama,” the toddler snuggles up to you, small hands clutching your shirt tightly. you feel the weight of his tiny form press against you while his cheek rests against your chest.

there’s something about the clingy way he holds you that melts something deep inside you. you press a gentle kiss to his messy hair, brushing a hand down his back as you breathe in the sweet, comforting scent of his shampoo.

“good night, sweets,” you murur, your voice barely above a whisper. “i love you.”

megumi’s small fingers tighten once more on your shirt as if reluctant to let go. his breathing is steady and you know he’s almost asleep. but then, your son shifts lightly. he pulls back from the hug enough to look up at toji, who’s leaning back against the headboard of the bed. he doesn't say a word, but there’s a clear look of expectation on his face, as though he's waiting for something only his dad can give.

toji meets his gaze with a blank expression that doesn’t give away a thing. he's clueless for a good couple seconds before picking up on what megumi wants.

your husband murmurs something incoherent before relenting. “yeah yeah, c'mere buddy,” he hums, his tone softening. he can't help it—even if he tries not to show the vulnerability in his demeanour.

“yay,” megumi's face brightens up a little and he eagerly reaches up with those tiny hands. toji pulls the kid into his arms, hugging him tighter than expected. the action is a little awkward, but there's no denying the warmth in it.

your heart melts as you witness the adorable scene before you. your son doesn’t seem to mind the tightness as his small arms encircle his father’s neck. it’s a simple moment between father and son, but it’s enough. enough for both of them.

toji pulls back after a little while. his eyes are softer than usual as he pinches megumi's button nose. “good night, kiddo,” he mutters, the words rough but warm, “don't let the bedbugs bite.”

megumi grins sleepily at him as he rubs his eyes. “i’ll kick their ass, papa,” he declares proudly, looking and acting more like his dad with the second. you roll your eyes and stand up from the bed. toji simply snorts, realising his son has picked up on the phrases he uses.

“tha’s right,” your husband nods after standing next to you, “you tell ‘em bedbugs to eat shi—”

“toji ,” you shush him with a swat to the bicep.

megumi lets out a small giggle in reply before laying back on his pillows. you pull the covers up to his chin and watch as his eyes slowly close, his body beginning to relax. the quiet rhythm of his breathing is the only sign of him settling down for the night.

toji lingers by the door and is simply content to watch you. you're always like this—so nurturing. he follows your every move as you leave a final kiss to your son’s cheek. the warmth that radiates in your presence, your affection, the simple yet tender moments are all things that make him fall in love with you over and over again.

you straighten up and turn towards toji, catching him staring. you can see the warmth in his eyes, the way his shoulders are completely relaxed, how that signature smirk of his seems more like a smile in that moment.

you chuckle to yourself before stepping out into the hallway, leaving the door slightly ajar. toji follows with his hands in the pockets of his sweatpants. the silence hangs between you two for a bit. it’s comforting and. . . secure.

“y’know, you’re a real softie, toji,” you comment to break the quiet atmosphere. you tilt your head back to look at the dark-haired man who’s now next to you. you know he still struggles with being vulnerable around your son. the sentimentality is still an aspect he's working on.

however, you see it; the emotional side of him. the warmth in his eyes, in his touch, in his words - even if he’s not all that soft spoken.

you can see right through him.

“don't worry though. your secret's safe with me,” you tease with a soft grin.

toji doesn’t say a word for a few seconds before he chuckles under his breath, “just keep that between us, aye?” he responds to your teasing. he’s just glad that he’s married a woman who understands him and accepts him as is.

you both head to the living room. the weight of your day finally seems to lift. the quiet house and the soft breaths of megumi drifting from his room, feels like the calm after a storm. there are challenges ahead, no doubt, but for now everything is alright.

toji wraps his muscular arm around your shoulders as you both sink into the couch. the television playing something in the background, but neither of you pay it much attention. you lean against him and sigh, eyes closing slowly.

“you think he's gonna… turn out okay?” you ask softly. you’re not really sure how to word your worries. your voice holds an uncertainity that causes toji to hold you tighter.

your husband doesn't answer right away. instead, he glances down at you and strokes your hair with his free hand. he nods and presses a chaste kiss to your forehead.

toji leans his head back afterwards, closing his own eyes. no matter what the future holds, he's sure megumi will grow up to be a strong young man.

“yeah. that kid’s gonna be alright.”