When I'm beyond exhausted, grouchy and bleary-eyed, there's piles of laundry and days of dishes in the sink, when I'm dreaming of sleep and quiet.... I gather up my newborn son (so crazy to say that!), he gazes upward and I realize that none of that matters at all. He's here. I pinch myself, nuzzle his soft cheek and thank God.
I'm a Momma.
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That's Awesome.
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Kara