28/10/2025
Thanks The Natural Parent Magazine for the post :)
Looking at this photo takes me right back. These were the days I loved and struggled with all at the same time.
She was my third. I didn't want to lose a single moment, but with a busy household, I also didn't have many moments to lose. My voice lost its softness by the third, my heart had edges I didn't want her to see, my never-ending patience had been squished beneath the tiny feet and voices of endless requests.
I wouldn't want it any other way. But I wished I could give them all the same. In truth, the third will never be the same as the first. And that's ok.
What matters is that we keep forging moments like these - a moment in time where we can connect, and just breathe each other in. These moments replenish my patience bucket, soften my voice, and let my love spill over the edges of my heart.
Even now they're older, I still seek out those moments.
How do you find ways to connect amidst the beautiful chaos?
Sarah from Nurtured Roots
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