Bringing Home Charlotte

Sunnyvale, California

I’ve said it before, and I will say it again. When I step into my client’s homes, I am bursting with pride for the huge thing that was just days ago accomplished. (I literally cannot explain how I can be so proud of people I only just met… but sister, I am so proud of you and the brave and beautiful work you have done.) I want to rush in with hugs and tears for all of you. It is not only once that I’ve teared up when dad’s recount the birth story. But boundaries. People. I get it. Boundaries. I’m over here trying to be a professional, but guys. My heart is bursting.

And then throw in a big sister adoring her new best friend.

I am mush.

Literal. Breakfast Table with my kids. Oatmeal with walnuts and raisins. Mush.