03/30/2026
Saturday was my birthday, and I found myself sitting in a quiet moment just feeling overwhelmingly grateful đ¤
I couldnât help but think back to this same day last year. I remember exactly where I was (here in this exact room), what I was hoping for, what I was quietly wishing in my heart⌠a little baby girl.
And now here she is.
Still, I catch myself staring at her sometimes, like how are you real?
Like somehow my dreams reached out and placed her right into my arms. It doesnât feel ordinary⌠it feels like something sacred.
This year felt different. Not in a loud, flashy way but in a deep, rooted, soul-settling kind of way like it has for some.
The kind where you look around at your life and think...⌠THIS IS IT. This is what I always hoped for.
I feel so happy to be right where I am. At this age. In this season. In this life weâve built together.
Watching my last baby being held by my first baby⌠that moment stopped me.
The one who made me a mother⌠now holding the baby that completed something in me I didnât even know was still waiting.
I just sat there taking it in and feeling so proud, so in awe, so completely full.
These are my people.
My body carried them, grew them, stitched them together piece by piece⌠and now here they are, laughing, loving, holding each other like theyâve always known this life together.
Itâs almost too much to put into words.
But if I had to tryâŚ
Iâd say this birthday felt like standing in the middle of a dream I once whispered to myself⌠and realizing Iâm living it đ¤