I want to pull Maia out of her crib and snuggle up with her. I want to bury my face in her crazy hair and breathe her in, letting myself feel the wonder and depth of the love I have for her.
My mother once told me that “You’ll never know how much I love you until you have a daughter of your own”. I know I’ve written that here before, but it echoes in my mind constantly. I know how true those words are.
Their love humbles me.
My love for them strengthens me.
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So sweet!!! Sometimes I have to resist the urge to wake up Peanut so I can snuggle her.
Beautiful!
It’s amazing isn’t it? How much we love our kids? Sometimes it just really blows my mind. Nice post.
This morning I was holding Snort and had my lips in his hair. As I kissed him, I thought, ‘One day he will think he hates me. He’ll never remember this moment when I loved loved loved him with every fibre of my being.’ So I kissed him an extra time.
You are both beautiful.
I know EXACTLY what you mean. And it makes me wonder how my mom can handle me and my brother living across the country from us. I don’t want Lukas to move out ever..I want him to live with me
(very healthy, i know)