My girls

Some days are a breeze. Some aren't. On those days all you do is question if everything you are doing is really making a difference or not. No one said being a parent is an easy thing. It's a minefield of doing the right thing, juggling beyond your wildest imagination, keeping your cool, forgetting about yourself and living in a constant state of exhaustion and fear. But then the little ones say or do something like run up and kiss you and all your worries and tiredness vanishes. They return at other times, when you least expect it, but maybe when you better able to cope with it. I just want to hold on to those moments, when I feel absolutely invincible, with both my girls hugging, kissing and nuzzling me.

That's what it's all about.