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One For The Files
As I sit here in the quiet glow of my desk lamp, reflecting on the past few days, I’m reminded how quickly moments slip through our fingers—some anticipated with bated breath, others sneaking up on us like a stealthy thief. The last couple of nights have been etched into memory, not with the usual fanfare of milestones but with the raw, unfiltered reality of parenthood. There’s something humbling about holding a feverish child in your arms, watching their tiny frame tremble under the weight of illness, knowing you can only offer comfort and hope.
Brayden's first fever hit us out of nowhere. It wasn’t dramatic, just enough to make his skin feel warm beneath my palm, enough to send me into overdrive checking temperatures and dosing Tylenol. The doctor confirmed what we suspected—a teething phase paired with what might be a mild virus. But even as the diagnosis brought relief, it didn't change the nightly ritual: rocking him back to sleep, whispering reassurances, and keeping vigil over his breathing.
Yesterday was supposed to be a grand adventure. A family trip to the indoor waterpark—a place we’d booked months ago, tickets non-refundable and dreams inflated with excitement. Yet, when Brayden’s flushed cheeks and limp body clung to me like Velcro, we made a decision. Instead of canceling, we adjusted. And oh, did we adjust. He nestled against my chest as I navigated the shallow kiddie pool, balancing his weight while trying to snap photos of my daughter splashing around with her dad. It was chaotic, beautiful chaos, filled with moments that felt both exhausting and deeply rewarding.
The balance between work and family life has been tricky lately. Some days feel like walking a tightrope—juggling deadlines, errands, and trying to maintain some semblance of normalcy amidst the chaos. But there’s beauty in the imperfection, isn’t there? In those stolen moments of connection, in the laughter that cuts through tension, and in the quiet understanding that life doesn’t always follow a script.
As I write this, I find myself grateful for these fleeting moments—the lasts of this year and the firsts of the next. They’re not perfect, far from it. But they’re ours. And that’s enough.
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Enjoy your weekend, and may it be filled with moments worth cherishing. Here’s to the lasts and firsts—and everything in between.