Respect to you, sister-friends. In the midst of a wonderful but wild weekend with two under two, I realized how blessed I am to have a partner to walk with through this season. Henry was having an especially toddler-y day and in the midst of an inexplicable melt-down, Adam and I just looked at each other and burst into laughter...uncontrollable giggling- the kind that hurts your stomach and you have to gasp for breath. I was and am so thankful for my husband who helps me to laugh when I could just cry and have an undeserved pity party.
That night, nursing Elliot at some dark hour of the early morning, my heart was heavy for single parents- going at it alone with no one with whom to share your crazies. I hope to be a better support system and friend to women in this season of life.