Joshua
I come home completely drained emotionally. What was supposed to be a productive day turned into a nightmare. The only thing that kept me from sinking into despair was having my daughter there by my side.
I still clearly remember the eight hours of natural childbirth, the doctor placing that small human being in Everly's arms and the sweet cries of my little girl.
She and Eve were my beacons of light, my strength, and I needed to hold on to that.
I grab the baby carrier and head to the only place in the house where Eve will be, and upon finding her in front of the canvas focused on her painting, I feel like collapsing into her arms.
"Hey, look who's here!" and that's one of the things I loved most about Everly. As soon as I got home, she would put everything aside to spend time
