*NOTE: I started this months ago, long before Baby C was here and before we knew he was a boy. Felt like hitting publish on it now.

This is sitting in a corner of my desk right now.

It’s not open. I don’t have it framed. In fact, I think something spilled on it? It’s hard to tell because the boys water cups are able to be opened anywhere so they spill on everything. Our entire house is almost constantly wet thanks to them.

I don’t know if I’ll hit publish on this. Probably won’t, at least not for a good long while.

It’s inspiration. It’s the message that someone else is coming, relying on me, relying on my wife, even going to rely on their big brothers, to help take care of them. I can’t go back into the classroom right now. It’s not safe, and I wouldn’t want to bring any of what’s out there back home until it’s safe enough. That’s not an option. We’re, thankfully, financially in a position where that’s not a necessity but life is tumultuous and anything can happen.

This little one is relying on me, and it’s not even here yet.

All I can do is my best, and hope that’s enough for it.

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