I’m no longer a child. Last night, snuggling in bed with Josh, excitedly discussing the adventures that await us in our life, I told him that I realise that I would die for my family. I would throw myself in front of a moving car to save April. No question.

Having a family has been the most profoundly life-altering experience in my 26 years. Even while I was still pregnant I still felt like a kid. But now I’m a mother. I’m a mother with a fierce maternal instinct. I am a woman.

I believe I may be the happiest person in the world. Actually, I hope that I’m not. I hope that there are countless people out there who are just as happy as I am. If you had asked me ten years ago what I would have to achieve in my life to really feel that I had arrived, I doubt my answer would be “Have a baby.” But here I am. I have a beautiful, hilarious, stubborn, inquisitive little person in my care. I have a generous, kind, curious, enthusiastic partner. I want for nothing. My life rocks.

6 Comment

  1. You are amazing

  2. i read your blogs all the time. They are familiar, expressing individual concerns we can relate to yet personal and uplifting. A real response to life’s adventures. Thanks for sharing.

    1. Thanks Veronika! I do love writing them. Hope you’re super and loving NYC. xo

  3. you rock, my friend. miss you.

  4. Your daughter is beautiful! Thank you for sharing!

  5. it is so real for me too, the day you become a mother your life changes, totally! i know it doesn’t have this effect on every woman, but for me it realy did!
    life rocks when you can see the beauty in the small little treasures of life, and you can do this! great!

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