Living Arrows 12/52

This week start with poorly children and needing to work away, but wonderfully ended in celebration.

CM turned 7.

7 seems to equate to teenage-dom.
If this is not teenage-dom, and it gets worse.
I doff my hat.
I held this hope that getting through those sleepless nights of endless feeds would see life easier at a later age.
The challenges are different. The exhaustion the same.

But the happiness.
The happiness grows.
And means more, as their appreciation develops.

For everything life throws at us,
The tenderness as she believed she was meeting a baby Panda.
As always,
She tips me over the edge.