Not too long ago I wrote about my fears that I couldn't possibly properly share the love I feel for piper with another little soul. Turns out, I was wrong.
In fact, my heart has swollen and I float through my days gazing from one of my beautiful girls to the next. Overwhelmed by the fact that they (for now) are mine.
Having a toddler is THE MOST fun. Mostly.
Having a newborn is overwhelming but filled with moments where I can hardly believe she was ever not here, my heart explodes. Shooting stars, blinding colours. Love.
I am becoming a better mom. Learning to release.
Sitting and holding my tiny baby. Not rushing to put her down, everything else can wait.
With my big girl, I am learning to pick my battles.
Why yes, that mountain of dolls does belong in the hallway and the Lego man should live with our cutlery, "cause he really likes spoons..."
I see them both so clearly right now.
Both in my focus.
They are my world.