📷: A Little Photo Studio
Sometimes, I could swear that I’m living in a dream. I look at my kids and can’t believe they really are mine. For real. They both spent months growing in my belly, and I worked crazy hard to push those big-headed babes into this world.
So many days though, it still doesn’t feel real. The giggles, hugs, and I love yous seem to make everything else in the world stop. There are fleeting moments where I have all the feels. I know they are mine, but at the same time feel like there is no way these children can be mine.
It’s in those moments that I feel the need to pinch myself. To make sure I’m not dreaming.
These two mesmerizing souls are mine. The universe picked me to be their mama. I’m humbled by my daughter’s spirit and tenacity. At the same time, in awe of the strength and calm that, at only 3 months old, my son already emits.
I’m not sure what I did to deserve these two beautiful humans. And I’ll keep pinching myself every day, just to make sure this isn’t a dream.