All three of our daughters are now adults, two of them moms. As a young mom trying to keep up with hair ribbons and Barbie dolls, I never would have imagined the amazing women they'd grow to be. The loving, nurturing spirit they would share.
What a joy it has been to watch them grow, blossom, and bloom. One I never could have imagined when I first held that squirming pink bundle.
If you're a young mom, savor these years with your children. They pass quicker than you can imagine. Soon, those sleepless nights will be a thing of the past.
Revel in each stage as they grow. There will be challenges along the way, but joy comes in the morning.
To Amy, Rachel, Danielle, Ryan, and Michael, thank you for the journey. I can't wait to see what the next thirty years will hold.
Happy Tuesday, y'all.