March GBOMB

March has been a breath of fresh air. Oh, glorious March. Yes, there has still been a lot of weird, hard stuff but somehow this month I’ve been much better at clearing my head, calming myself down, embracing the moment (not trying to change it) and trusting that everything happens for a reason that will benefit me. Is it sad that sometimes I forget that I get to choose my attitude and my attitude decides how my day will go 99% of the time? Anyway, lets get on with this. (once again, thanks Danica for encouraging people to do GBOMB – its been the best thing for me)

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GOOD

  • We have spent so much time outside this month because this weather is incredible. Its funny because I’ve always loved the cold months and bundling up and staying inside where its warm and cozy, but since having a child who adores going outside, I have realized that I got a little bit of the winter blues this year. I was so, so ready for warm weather so H and I could play outside and get a change of scenery. Our favorite thing has been to go to nearby parks and spend a few hours. H just explores, touches everything, gets real dirty and lets his curiosity run wild and I happily follow along and really wish I was able to know what he was thinking. IMG_4885.jpg
  • H isn’t teething nearly as badly anymore so we have a much more happy, much more ‘himself’ baby back and we are very glad about this!
  • Picnics! I forgot how fun it is to pack a lunch and eat outside. Why is that so magical?
  • We went to the zoo a few weeks ago and we’re still on a high from it (or at least I am). I knew H would love seeing all the animals (or, dogs, as he called most of them) but I didn’t know just how much he would. I can’t say enough what a perfect day it turned out to be and I’m so glad Wild Man had the idea to get out of the house and go do something different than we normally do. A6AD5DB6-B346-4EA7-B779-CD6BA24B5C05.jpg
  • Our cousin had a sweet baby girl in March and we got to meet her before she was even 2 weeks old. There is something so special about a newborn. They are literally fresh from heaven and have the sweetest, most peaceful spirit about them. I held her for quite a while and every second was bliss. If anyone has a newborn they would like me to hold, I will gladly oblige.

BAD

  • Pirates of the Caribbean celebrated 50 years on March 18th and I was literally heartbroken that I wasn’t in Disneyland to take part in the special events, special food and to go on the ride. I know the line was like 70 years long, but it would have been worth it to me to have been able to ride such a great, iconic Disney ride on its anniversary.
  • My motivation to keep my house clean is gone. Where’d it go? Who knows? I clean my house but do so with the worst attitude and battle my thoughts the whole time about things that I’d rather be doing. It also is hard to clean the house though when you practically live outside with your adventure-son. So I don’t feel too guilty because we’re making memories instead.
  • Freaking bugs. The weather is getting warmer and bugs have the NERVE to come into my house! Ugh. I hate bugs with all of my heart. There have been so many spiders in my house lately and this is NOT OK!
  • Isn’t in so annoying how people want to get all up in your business and find out all your secrets then go spread them? This is very vague I know. Sorry. But lets just say we had something happen and some people have shown their true colors in that there was a long period of time where they wouldn’t leave me alone, asking over and over about the ‘thing’. A few did find out (not through me!) and I’m like 99% sure they went and spread the news. If it doesn’t directly affect you, ITS NOT YOUR BUSINESS TO KNOW OR GOSSIP TO SPREAD.IMG_5011.jpg

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

ON MY BRAIN

  • General Conference is SO SOON and I’m freaking out – in a good way. I love General Conference! I feel really ready for it. There aren’t any real specific questions I have going into it yet (i’m hoping to pick 2-3 soon) but I’m so excited to just sit, listen and take notes and hear things that are being said for my benefit. I’m excited to set new goals because of the talks I heard during these sessions. I’m so pumped for that spiritual, exciting, junk food filled weekend.
  • Family is so important. And I am so grateful for mine. IMG_5019
  • On most Mondays on my blog I post a Magical Monday. Its just a blog post about Disney. Sometimes about the park, sometimes about movies – just something Disney. But I am wanting to up my game in this department. I’m not 100% sure what I’ll be doing to change it up but I have a few ideas up my sleeve and I’m getting excited about it.
  • Speaking of change.. I may start a YouTube channel. Or is that a horrible idea? I just think it’ll be a million times easier to talk about my favorite products and such through a video instead of through pictures and typing. I get a lot of questions about favorite face products and skin care I use and make up I like and how to use it so I’m thinking YouTube just may be the answer. Lets just hope I can make videos that aren’t dreadful!
  • People are good and are trying to do good for the most part. I hate how its so easy to focus on negative things, negative people, negative actions, etc. But the other day I read a blog post and the girl was talking about how if you mindfully look for good – you will find it and if you mindfully look for bad – there bad will be. This isn’t a mind blowing or earth shattering concept, but it hit me in a different way than it had in the past. So I have been mindfully looking for the good in the world and I love that there is actually a lot more good in the world and surrounding us than there is bad. You just have to look for it. Its refreshing.

xoxo

ceeceesparkles

 

Its Good to be ME

One of my New Years Resolutions for 2017 was to really focus on embracing who I am and not being embarrassed about certain pieces of myself. I have been lucky enough to have a pretty good track record in my life of being confident in myself – I mean of course there have been some things – but I have always been ok with being a little ‘different’ or ‘weird’ to people if it meant that I was happy with myself and was doing what felt was right to me. As we all know very, very well now, social media can be great and social media can be awful. For the most part I love it, but something I have noticed since really getting into the blogging world and opening myself up to more people is that I have lost some of that confidence in being exactly who I am and being proud of everything I am and everything I do. People share their opinions and their own thoughts on their blog, their Twitter, their Instagram, etc, and I read these things and so often I have noticed that according to them, I am doing something wrong or annoying or shameful or just embarrassing and for some dumb reason I start taking their words to heart and start telling myself I need to stop doing {insert thing here} because its wrong, annoying, shameful, embarrassing… But then in doing so I realize I really didn’t want to change that part of myself and then I go to this weird place of wanting to be like someone else and be genuinely liked by them, but also not wanting to lose my authentic self. In the end I usually am able to remind myself its ok to be me and I remind myself that other peoples opinions really shouldn’t define me or change me or even matter to me all that much. But still its hard sometimes to not feel that constant nagging in the back of my mind that what I’m doing is unacceptable and stupid to someone else and to continue on doing so anyway.

The last few days I have been thinking about this a lot. And I have come to the (obvious) realization that you can’t please everyone. No one is going to love, support and agree with every single thing you do and thats just fine because life would actually probably be really boring if everyone agreed with everything you did (although maybe we’d all get along better and the world would be a happier place?) So I now have this new boost of confidence and motivation to be me. The real me that is going to live life to the beat of my own drum and (try really hard to) not let other peoples opinions get to me so much that they begin to change me.

I am obsessed with Disney and I talk a lot about it. Maybe that makes me childish and immature to some and maybe you’re really sick of my Disney posts, but to me, it makes me happy and it makes me feel youthful and it makes me think of magical memories with my family.

I don’t use our real names on my public social media because my anxiety is that bad and I have heard so many nightmare stories about families in the media that to me, this is a way to keep us a little more safe. Maybe thats annoying and makes me seem paranoid to people – and if its annoying, sorry! And if it makes me seem paranoid, its because I AM.

I sell Lipsense. Even I will loudly admit, MLM’s are the worst! But I pride myself in the way I run my little side business – I’m not naggy, I don’t automatically add people to groups without their consent and I don’t fill up peoples social media timelines. If my posts I share bother people so much, they can scroll right past them or if its that bad, unfollow me. I like being able to (pretty stinkin’ easily) make some extra money just by playing with lipstick – and seeing as I am a licensed make up artist, I can’t really think of a better situation.

I am still nursing. Obviously it’s waaaaay less frequently now.. For quite a while it was the only thing my son would reliably eat. I am not sure why but my milk supply has really not even started to dwindle. I produce SO much – like I’ve been nursing over a year and I still leak and spray! TMI? It’s insane. But that’s not the point. It still feels like nursing is still right for us. It’s really just before naps or bed now and I’m sure it’ll happen even less soon, but it’s what we still do and I know that’s weird to a lot of people, but I do what I feel is best for my baby and I stand by it.

I choose not to swear. Its a personal decision I made when I was young and its something that makes me, me. People call me Molly Mormon because of this, they assume I am a prude and am judgmental and all ‘holier than thou’ and that is SO not the case. I just do it because it makes me happy.

I am terrified of offending people. It makes me act awkward and say weird stuff and I have got some interesting comments from others because of this. I have attempted to be a little more confrontational and straight forward but it is NOT me. The only time I really get confrontational is when I feel the need to protect or defend my son. It doesn’t make me weak, it doesn’t make me easy and it doesn’t mean I’m shy.

Really I could go on with these things. Some are things I have heard since I was little and some are things I have heard more recently. I’m not saying at all that I’m picked on, bullied and people are always talking bad about me. As far as I know this actually very seldom happens (thank heavens/i hope) but I still find that I easily get embarrassed about these traits I have that make me who I am because someone else has a different opinion or a negative thought about it. Ugh.

Does any of this even make sense? Do I just sound like a whiny baby right now? I promise that wasn’t the point of this post. It was just more to say I am proud of who I am! I like who I am and what I do and how I go about my life and how I am raising my child. I like being me and I do all things in my life in the way that feels best for me and my family. I know not everyone agrees with everything I am doing but thats just fine! Thats the beauty of agency – we all get to decide things for ourselves and form our own, unique opinions.

I’m excited to keep this momentum going. I feel like this will open up a lot of new doors for me. I’ll have more blog content thats personal and exciting to me. I won’t feel so embarrassed and like I’m surely going to lose followers/friends/respect when I post something or talk about something that I know some people roll their eyes at. I’m just going to be me and roll with it! I’m going to be proud of myself and all the weirdness that comes with me because I really do like myself and I really do love my life!

xoxo

ceeceesparkles

Perspective

I get really, really caught up in things that I know better than to get wrapped up in. I start thinking the way I dress, the make up I buy and wear, the way I do my hair, the way I present myself and the state of my house is super important. I allow myself to believe that some of the most vital things are if the laundry is done, the floors are swept and mopped and if my home somehow doesn’t look like I have a hyper one year-old living in it when I actually do. Oh and don’t forget how important it is to be emotionally stable at all times and ensure that everything in your life is happy, bright and shiny. Of course its completely impossible to attain this kind of lifestyle, but somehow I still find myself in ruts when I strive to be that ‘perfect’ person with a ‘perfect’ life and so on.

Thank goodness Heavenly Father has His ways of reminding you very quickly that there are things SO MUCH MORE IMPORTANT. Sometimes He reminds you in gentle, soft ways and other times He reminds you in loud, scary, earth shaking ways. But He always gets His point across and the reminder is blatantly there.

Not very long ago I got my reminder. It wasn’t the first and it won’t be the last, but it was a reminder unlike one I have every had in my life. It brought with it a lot of fear, worry and uncertainty, but it also brought an insane amount of miracles, blessings and life lessons like you wouldn’t believe. Its always weird to say you’re thankful for a trial (especially when you’re in the midst of it) but when you finally are able to even start getting the smallest glimpses of the bigger picture its amazing what you’re able to see and realize how much you have grown and how much growing you still have ahead of you. I think thats the stage I am in right now. There is a long road of understanding and comprehending ahead, but I have seen glimpses and I have already seen blessings and lessons surface and even though its easy to get swept up in ‘why me?’ and ‘this is terrible’ its kind of awesome to see what the Lord has in store for me and my family and our friends because of the trials He gives.

In short, if your house is messy and your dishes aren’t done and theres a pile of dirty laundry in your room – there is a lot more things of much greater importance that are in your life. If you didn’t do your hair or make up and you’re wearing dirty clothes, its not the end of the world. There are much more important things. If your home was left messy because you were spending time with your family or offering service to someone in need – in my opinion you’ve chosen the right task. Family, service, love and being there for one another is so much greater than vacuuming and making your bed every morning. I’m not saying your home can now turn into a disaster though. I just can’t stop thinking about how much more people are than what your house looks like. Priorities get mixed up I think. And also, its ok to cry! Its ok to be miserable and be confused. Its ok to tell people you aren’t happy and your heart is heavy. Its ok to show people that your life isn’t perfect. Its ok to fall apart sometimes and be raw and real and ask people for help and prayers. You don’t have to be perfect! Ever! Because no one is or every will be. I think its better if we embrace how messy and weird life is.

…can you tell I have a lot on my mind and have no idea how to properly voice it?

This is probably so jumbled and may not make any sense at all. But I have been feeling a lot of things lately and I just really felt like I wanted to share this and remind you guys we aren’t given challenges we can’t handle and we are given trials to learn from and grow from. I also want to remind you to be kind and respect people. Keep in mind you never know what they’re going through and what their strengths and weaknesses are. Say I love you, give support, lend a helping hand and don’t shy away from service. Let people vent to you, be a shoulder to cry on and never let people forget you are there for them. We are here to help each other, to love each other and to travel together on this journey. I’m grateful for those people in my life, for you reading this and especially for my wonderful family.

xoxo

ceeceesparkles

Realistic Fashion Blogger: My Fancy Sweater

The other day on my Twitter account I asked if you’d rather be known for how cute you dress or how cute your house was. My vote was that I’d rather have the cute house, so I think because that was how I voted, I was surprised that the other option won. I guess it makes sense though. People see how you dress far more than they see your house. So I get it, but it still doesn’t make me change my vote. However this doesn’t mean that I don’t like to dress cute. I like to, but its certainly not a daily thing. Most times you’ll find me in a Disney t-shirt, some black leggings and wool socks. And honestly I’m ok with that. I know I can dress cute, its just not always the top of my priority list. Its a pain! Some days I’m lucky if I wear a different shirt than I wore yesterday. Maybe its because I’m a mom to a messy one year old, but thats just my attitude towards clothing right now. Then I get onto social media and see all these other mommy bloggers who obviously have their lives put together much better than I do. They have a few kids and they still manage to dress like a fancy, sophisticated house wife with the perfect, expensive outfit, shiny accessories and a designer handbag that cost more than my entire weeks outfits from Target and Old Navy. I don’t understand how they do it! Then how do they find the time  (and money) to have these daily photo shoots then blog about each outfit and find each article of clothing or something similar online to link under the image?  Maybe I’m super lazy and not as motivated as these women, but it just seems really hard to me. I also know that these bloggers would likely inform me they only share the good stuff. They probably only share the days they’re super put together and washed their hair and put on a full, glam face of make up. I get that. But how do they have those days so often? Its a little mind boggling to my simple brain.

So this sparked an idea. I am going to take on my own kind of fashion blogging. I am going to be a realistic fashion blogger. Realistic for those of us ladies with kids who get us dirty and houses that don’t always look like they came from your latest home decor magazine. Those moms who aren’t sponsored by these luxury companies or who aren’t sent PR packages every day. I’ll be the fashion blogger who has a budget and who sometimes goes months without buying a new article of clothing for myself. I’ll be the fashion blogger who wears realistic mom outfits (stains included) and will repeat articles of clothing throughout the week because I’m not always on top of laundry. Thats what I want to see more of on Social Media so maybe someone else will enjoy seeing my version of this.

Without further ado…Todays outfit.

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Hey, you caught me on a good day. Lucky us. I got ready! I’m wearing real pants! I did my make up AND hair! I also just propped my iPhone up on a some bananas and video-d myself posing then took screenshots of the pose because thats how us classy moms do! And please be sure to notice my not-so-ideal lighting!

Its freezing cold outside and the snow will not stop falling. All I have on my agenda today is Costco and a few lash clients then lots of playing with my little guy. And at some point I guess I’ll make dinner..

Now lets talk outfit details, shall we? My sweater is from JCrew which was gifted to me a few years ago and I wear it all the time. This is my go-to fancy sweater. Its comfy, its loose and its cute. My pants are some good ol’ Old Navy mid-rise Super Skinny jeans and I love them. As far as real pants/jeans go, these are my favorite. What you don’t see are my cozy mismatched wool socks which are a staple in my daily wardrobe.

Stay tuned for the next Realistic Fashion Blogger which I’m sure will feature leggings and a baggy top and messy hair!

xoxo

ceeceesparkles

Everybody is a Somebody

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My word of 2017 is Kindness and I have really been enjoying making sure I am focusing on this. There is always room for a little more kindness in my corner of the world (and the rest of the world). I haven’t been perfect and I can think back to several dozen different times when I definitely could have been more kind, but its a work in progress. Something I have noticed even just two months into this goal of being kinder is that I have managed to program myself to catch myself if I’m not being kind or if my thoughts aren’t very kind. I am able to catch myself so much quicker than I used to and have been working on fixing my thoughts or actions quickly.

The other day someone I follow on Instagram posted the quote, “be somebody who makes everybody feel like a somebody” and I haven’t been able to really forget about that phrase. For the next little while I am going to replaying this in my mind on a daily basis in hopes that it will help me in my little journey of becoming kinder. You know those people in your life who you just really love and are really comfortable with because they are so kind? They make you feel loved, valued and special and you leave them feeling better about yourself. I can think of several people in my life who are like this and I know they always make me feel like a somebody. I want to be like that. I want to be the person that is known for making people feel good about themselves.

I guess thats really all I have to say in this random post. I just really wanted to share that quote I found in hopes maybe it can inspire a few more people to spread kindness!

xoxo

ceeceesparkles

Share the Compliments

If whiny posts bother you, than this is not a post you should be reading. Don’t say I didn’t warn you. I was so excited to start February with a bang and have it just be an awesome month. I was going to be super productive, positive and patient. I was going to keep my anxiety totally in check. I was going to be super mom. All of that good stuff that every woman wants for herself. I don’t know why, but February felt like my month. We aren’t even a week into the month, so I know there is a lot of time left for the month to improve, but wow you guys. So far February has kicked my butt. I have just felt defeated and so quick to get down on myself and my situations. I’m not entirely sure what triggered it but I have been feeling anxiety something fierce for the past week. My patience has been thinner than normal (this one bugs me the most because I’m usually a very patient person) and I have just had a more difficult time being positive and upbeat as often as I normally am. I know that there are days/weeks like this, but it doesn’t make being in them any easier.

H has been really, really cranky lately and for the life of me I can’t figure out why. He just recently popped his two front teeth through, so its not teething and I feel like he’s finally feeling better after being sick for pretty much all of January. I don’t know if this is a one-year old phase or what, but its hard. He throws these epic fits and will throw himself backwards and it scares me because I don’t want him to whack his head into the floor or wall. He’s moodier and sometimes a lot more needy and sometimes wants me to keep my distance (but stay in sight). Its weird. Most people have told me this is just a phase – and I’m sure it is, but again, that doesn’t make being in the phase any easier.

I’m also feeling overwhelmed. With what? Great question. Just generally overwhelmed.

But after all of this whining I have a little public service announcement I want to stress.

Even with this not-so-great week I have had, I have had a simpler time keeping my head above water because of the kindness of people around me. I have found that I have really been grasping onto compliments I’ve been getting this week and as cheesy as it sounds, they have saved me from having a terrible week. On Instagram a girl told me I had a good smile and teeth, another girl told me I’m sweet and another told me I always look pretty. A few different friends texted me this week and complimented me, the way I run my spa and the good friend that I am. At church an old family friend saw me in the hall struggling with H and he came over to me, hugged me and told me he was proud of me for being at church. My husband always tells me I’m pretty, he thanks me and he tells me he loves me. Then someone told me my house was decorated beautifully. I have held onto these compliments for dear life the last couple days and I’m fully crediting them with being the reason why I haven’t had a complete breakdown yet.

I just want to remind you guys that if you ever feel the urge to compliment someone, you need to DO IT because it can really help that someone out. I know sometimes its easy to ignore those promptings and sometimes its easy to feel embarrassed at the thought of saying something nice to someone (why is that?) but please don’t be embarrassed anymore and don’t ignore the urge. I am totally one who has decided it was easier to stay quiet, but I am really challenging myself to stop that. You never know when telling someone they’re beautiful, telling them you’re proud of them, etc can change the direction of their week.

xoxo

ceeceesparkles

10 Things I Wish I Knew

I am baby hungry 100% of the time. Even when The Captain was a week old I found myself wishing I was pregnant again. Is it crazy? Yeah, maybe. But its who I am and therefore I think about pregnancy, labor, the newborn stage, H’s first year, etc a lot. For a while I have been thinking about my pregnancy with H and how I was pretty darn sure I knew what I was getting into. I mean, I was clueless about a lot, but I felt like I had a good grasp on how my life was going to change. But then you have that baby and even within the first few minutes of holding my fresh little newborn I realized that nothing could have possibly prepared me for the way a child can change your life. There is nothing like it. I think about the next time I’ll be pregnant with baby #2 and this time I feel like I have a  better feel for the way my life will change again – but I’ve been surprised before, so who knows really. This all led me to my own list of the 10 thing I wish I knew before becoming a parent. I have seen posts like these on the internet for years now and my list likely isn’t that different from the ones you’ve all seen a thousand times but alas, I’m still adding my list into the mix.

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10: Babies need so much stuff. Just when you think you’ve got everything your child could possibly need, you realize there is so much you’ve forgot about.

9: You learn just as much (maybe even more) from your child as they learn from you. I read every article while I was pregnant about how to be the best mom to my son and for a split second I think I even believed I’d learned all I needed to know. Nope! He taught me so much and continues to do so. Its amazing! He can’t even speak yet, but somehow he’s figured out how to communicate his wants, needs, etc with me. Babies are incredible.

8: There will be bad days. Even if you are a really positive person and are doing everything ‘right’ bad days will still happen. There will be days where your patience is a little thin, there will be days where you feel like you’re a bad mom and you’re failing your perfect child, or if you’re like me then you’ll be attacked with anxiety and your world will feel like its spiraling out of control. These days happen, but the nice thing is that bad days/weeks/etc come to an end. Also, your baby can help you feel better. I have no doubt that children have healing powers and my husband has been an incredible outlet for me when I’m feeling lousy.

7: You’ll burst into random tears. Its ok. Thats normal. Or at least thats what I tell myself because I refuse to believe I’m the only one that does this. Sometimes I’ll catch myself watching H playing on the floor or sleeping in his crib and next thing I know I’m sobbing. I am not even entirely sure why or where it comes from but I usually decide its a mix of the love I have for him, how stinkin’ cute he is and how lucky I am to be his mom.

6: You need to give yourself credit too. I’m lucky to be surrounded by really supportive and uplifting people. After I had H, Wild Man would tell me very regularly how amazing he thought I was and how proud he was of me and how much respect he had for me. Our families gave very similar, genuine compliments. It made me feel good and proud of myself and confident. But I also learned that I need to give myself credit as well. When I finally gave myself credit for the fact that I PUSHED A HUMAN BEING OUT OF MY BODY and credited myself for being the best mom I knew how to be, it made a world of difference in how I viewed myself, how I felt about my day and how my attitude was. I did an amazing thing! And being a mom is a hard, amazing thing! I, along with all other mommas deserve lots of credit!

5: You adjust. I remember those first few nights of little to no sleep stressed me out so bad. How was I ever going to survive with such little sleep? I’m happy to announce that you figure it out and you somehow figure out how to manage going day to day on less sleep than you once got. Of course there are still some days where you’re exhausted and can barely keep your eyes open, but for the most part your awesome mom body, brain and attitude gets through it.

4: Its new for your baby too. Its not just new, scary, exciting, crazy and such for you and your partner. Its really new for your baby. Your little one was used to being snuggled up in a ball in the womb, warm and care-free and now they’re in this new, bright, cold, loud world and its got to be a lot to take in. You’re both new at this baby thing but you’ll both survive – promise.

3: You think you’re a worrier now? Wait until you have a kid. This is the one thats rocked me the most (well, besides #1) I have been a worrier since the day I was born I’m pretty sure, but it increased by 500% when I saw my positive pregnancy test, then it grew another 500% when my son was actually born. I worry constantly and have awful, crippling anxiety. Its tough but thankfully I’m learning more on how to manage it and cope with it and even overcome it! I’m fairly certain worry is a guaranteed side effect of having a baby and I’m sure it comes in different degrees to different mothers, but whether its barely there or the only thing you think about, its ok – and don’t be afraid to ask for help and be open about it. I’ll do a post about this someday, but being open and honest about the anxiety I have had since having H has been one of my biggest lifesavers.

2: There will be SO much advice. And guess what? You don’t have to listen to any of it if you don’t want to. Trust your God-given motherly instinct. You know your baby better than anyone else. You can pick and choose what advice you take to heart and what advice you brush off. Its so important to remember that you and your husband are the ones in the end who know whats best for your baby.

1: The LOVE. You know you will love them, but you can’t know just how much until that sweet, perfect newborn is placed in your arms and the flood of every single emotion comes over you. In that very second your life changes forever and your heart grows a million times its old size. Its incredible. The love a parent can possess for its child is the most powerful thing on earth and I believe its the closest we will ever get to understanding how our Father in Heaven feels about us. Its incredible.

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xoxo

ceeceesparkles