It happened the first few nights after we brought Finn home from the hospital. As I lay in bed feeding him, I felt so much love and so much happiness for our family. Just the 4 of us. And I was responsible for them. They were mine. And I was so happy and excited for what we would experience, always together. Always a family. The good and the bad.
It happened as I watched my daughter's eyes light up when she saw her TV heroes come to life at what I believe, really IS the happiest place on earth. It was then that I realized my happiness is really my kids' happiness.
It happened when Griffin received a baby blessing and for a moment, we all had that heavenly perspective that comes with a new baby.
It happened when things fell into place with Brett's job and we felt good about our future.
It happened as we saw baby brother smile for the first time.
I am grateful for these moments of clarity and perspective, because it is what gets me through the hard days.
Who knew that these two little squirts could bring so much happiness and craziness. They are my whole world.
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Hi, nice to see you. Um, can I say thank you for this incredibly powerful statement on a topic that is looming and scaring me? Motherhood seems ultimately scary to me. I love it when real people share the little moments of joy that leave lasting impressions. I seem to get a dose of everything that is miserable about it from pretty much everyone. Thank you.
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