60 diapers, 17 cups of coffee, 14 meals, 3 scraped knees, 1 un-potted plant, and too many snuggles to count

How do you put a new beginning into words? How do I describe the joys and pains of five people coming together to make their way through a day?

Sixty diapers is a conservative guess, really. I don’t mind though, I love changing diapers. It’s a time for me to take pause and connect with that one child who has a need to be met.

So how was this week? Amazing. More than I could hope for. Exhausting. Worth it.