Dear Kiki, This morning you asked me if I love work more than I love you and Zoe. The question breaks my heart, and as
I am in a season of my life right now where I feel bone tired almost all of the time. Ragged, how-am-I-going-to-make-it-to-the-end-of-the-day, eyes burning exhausted.
Girls are all sugar and spice and everything nice- maybe true in some extent. But don’t expect life your teeny tiny princess to be one