from 3 to 4...
Just a mom of 4 surrounded by laundry mountains, and fingerprint smudged mirrors trying to find her way again.
Managed to put on something that wasn't sweat pants and coop boots. Clinging to the tiny victories 2 months postpartum.
Going from 3 to 4 girls feels like there is no mom break ever...but holding that tiny 8lb baby reminds me how quickly they grow, and while the days of "mom, mom, mom" coming from every direction feel long, l'm working to be more aware of how precious those moments are. Closing out this wild year grateful AF for the path HE has put me on, to the skills i've learned, to the days I've made it through, thank you.
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