. . . sweet baby love . . .

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I remember those moments so well.

Those moments of being tucked in the nursery corner rocking . . . and rocking. . . and rocking.

Even now, when I have a baby put into my arms, the gentle sway of rocking my sweet babies to sleep comes back to me.

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Most of those moments, I know I was so tired.

I know most of those moments, I was begging my babies to just let me sleep.

I know that most of those early moments, as much I as cherished them, were hard.

Very HARD.

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They are also gone . . .

so very quickly.

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I am so blessed by this sweet family and their incredible love story.

They have had HARD moments . . .

and probably more to come – as all first parents do during those first sleepless months.

Even in the hard moments, though, I could see that there was hope.

passion.

excitement.

strength.

laughter.

and dreams.

These new babies are a part of an amazing love story.

One that was started even before their parents met, and one that will continue to be told to their children.

and their children’s children.

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I pray that everyone know’s a love so deep . . .

that even in the hard moments,

there is hope.

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