He cried. I cried. Evan cried.
Miller wasn't a future dream.
He wasn't a close friend or family member's new addition.
He wasn't an abstract idea.
Miller was ours.
And he was real.
And we loved him.
Immediately.
In one week we'll be at this moment again.
No amount of nesting, book reading, class taking, friend advising, documentary watching, or even memory recalling can prepare me for it.
{Soaking in the last few days as a family of three} |
{Loving Miller even during a temper tantrum} |
2 comments:
beautiful... it is an amazing moment - the growing of a family.
You better update your time frame. This little girl did not want to wait a week.
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