This is 8! After a week I don’t wish on anyone (I’ll share at some point when the PTSD wears off) it’s fitting to cap off the best news with a celebration of the one that made me a mama. The one that turned our lives into one long prayer. Maeve - you are truly the best. Wise beyond your years (my mama’s soul is so clear as day in your every look, smile and act of kindness). Your sweetness is unparalleled and your spot on humor makes me feel like I’m talking to a friend. The world needs to buck up and watch out, big girl, because you will do great things. We love you more than tongue can tell.