I am filled with a contentment that makes me believe she will be our last.
My heart sings at the thought of her. My arms never tire of holding her. She fills our home with joy. She is our lovely addition. And God's promise to me.
I ache as each moment passes, never to be reclaimed.
I know how you feel. I feel the same contentment with Avril and the same ache with all three of them. Why, oh why, must it be so bittersweet to be called mother?
Yes. She is a thumb sucker, for sure. That's how she puts herself to sleep; one hand in her hair the other with the thumb in her mouth. I love it, even though I know we'll probably just have to break her of it someday.
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I know how you feel. I feel the same contentment with Avril and the same ache with all three of them. Why, oh why, must it be so bittersweet to be called mother?
Beautiful pictures by the way.
Is she really a thumb sucker?! I had hoped Gretta would be..
She is the cutest little thing.
Yeah Heidi. I don't know.
Yes. She is a thumb sucker, for sure. That's how she puts herself to sleep; one hand in her hair the other with the thumb in her mouth. I love it, even though I know we'll probably just have to break her of it someday.
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