Being a Better Mom

than my body wants me to be…
means saying yes when the kids ask if we can go to the arboretum. It means taking them to the arboretum and walking until it hurts (which didn’t take long at 36 weeks pregnant, ha) and watching and talking and teaching all with a smile on my face.

And when we are red cheeked and sweaty we head back to the car. A happy bunch.

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