Coffee, Snuggles, and Reflection
I'm sitting in bed this morning, typing out a few ideas for this blog while my little one snores besides me. I've got a watered down Starbucks coffee in hand- the ice has melted, but lets me real... mom coffee is either reheated 12 times or lukewarm and half-forgotten. sadly there's no in-between.
still there's something about this quiet moment that feels so special. the sun is peeking though and I'm feeling extra reflective- thinking back on those early, foggy days of motherhood and realizing how much has changed since then.
we have grown, settled into our rhythm and even though some days are hard there's a beautiful strength in looking back and seeing how far i've come, how far my husband has come and even more so how far talullah has come....
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