This is one of my favorite pictures of me.

Because I remember this day.

I remember my strength.

I remember being amazed that my body is capable of doing what it does.

I remember feeling accomplished that I could do this almost entirely without medication.

I remember my baby. Even the third time, it's just as amazing.

Even knowing then, but not admitting that I would be doing things alone.

Some days, I need to remember the strength of my body, and the resolve of my soul to ensure that my children will always know that I am there for them, just the same ways that they brought new strength to me.