whirl

She has a restless newborn who cannot be soothed and a busy toddler with emotions that are bigger than her little body can bear to hold. When this mama thinks back to her first autumn with two babies, I imagine she will remember this whirling, hectic, overwhelming, love-so-huge-it-hurts season of growth and adjustment. She will remember what inadequacy feels like, sleepless nights, and the heart swells of adding one more into their family. This is their story. Their home. Their history. Preserved for what it was that one October evening.