When I imagined what it would be like to be a mom I thought that life would be more busy, less sleep, changing diapers all day, playing peekaboo 5 billion times, being a milk machine, and not getting my bed back. And you know what I was so freaking right. And so wrong at the same time. It was all of that along with this indescribable joy that’s intertwines itself among the crevice of every moment... every place in my being... every place that I feel existence it’s there that crazy explosive JOY. How is it possible that a human can bring out so much HAPPINESS in your life. I honestly thought after marriage the joy of being in a long term forever committed relationship with someone I am head over heels in love with would be enough... but having a child of my own is it’s own JOYFUL animal. It’s own category of joy. And I’m thankful to be blessed with the opportunity to live this life of mine with all the sorts of JOY life offers. What’s next? I don’t know but when I’ve been told that this isn’t the last of it... then I’m all open arms hands up, GIVE IT TO ME. The sacrifice is worth it every time.