How is it?
I have 5 kids, she's the 5th and the first I have truly seen myself in. I mean at times it's almost like glimpses of the past. It makes me anxious and nervous for her to grow, will I continue to see more of me?
Or will she branch off into her own world.
I am sure there is a lovely combination of both abounding within.
I look cautiously forward to the ride of raising my number 5.