And we fall more and more in love.
A daughter. A tiny sister.
A little girl of our very own.
There is so much to be thankful for.
Oh, to push pause on the remote control of life!
To just stop and breathe in the magic of this time.
Crazy tired though I am, adjusting to the rhythm of five as we all are, over and over I am transported back to the heart of this thing, the sweetness of this life we have made.
And the centre of that sweetness, for all of us, is our Harlow Rose. We all fight to hold her, kiss her, each of us entranced by her tiny beauty.
Oh, little family.