Today was a particularly rough day for me, anxiety-wise, and I told my husband just a couple hours ago that I really need a vacation. I love my girls, but they are demanding and I feel worn out. I need just a little bit of peace and quiet...
And then I went and read this, and it put it all back into perspective for me. It was the most beautiful birth story I've ever read, and it reminded me to always treasure the gifts that my girls are--even when I'm tired and worn out, stressed or unsure of how I will get through. I am so blessed to have them, and I absolutely love being their mommy.
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