Guess what, though? She was right. I can do hard things. I DO hard things. All the time.
It's easy with this little fish around.
I wish everyone else had a sweet chubby hand holding yours when you needed strength to do hard things.
18.3.11
I Can Do Hard Things
"Come on, Lindsay, you can do this. You can do hard things." That's what the nurse kept shouting when I was delivering Finley, until finally I sat up, red-faced, and looked in her eyes and growled, "How would you know? You only met me yesterday!"
Guess what, though? She was right. I can do hard things. I DO hard things. All the time.
It's easy with this little fish around.
These shots were taken by Crystal, as a special gift for my b-day, and every day I look through them, remembering that I can do hard things.
I wish everyone else had a sweet chubby hand holding yours when you needed strength to do hard things.
Guess what, though? She was right. I can do hard things. I DO hard things. All the time.
It's easy with this little fish around.
I wish everyone else had a sweet chubby hand holding yours when you needed strength to do hard things.
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3 comments:
OMG, she just keeps getting prettier and prettier...........
She is so beautiful! You are an amazing mom. I'm impressed with all you are taking on and that sweet little girl of yours adds to the hard things, but totally makes it worth it too. Keep going!
Jeff and I were saying the other night how you are doing an incredible job with Fin. Honestly, you are such an example to me and I hope I can be half the mother you are to her someday.
You are phenomenal.
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