this day, I was envious of her...envious of the chaos,envious of the cries,envious of the sweet head that rested on her heart,envious of the little fingers that wrapped around hers,just...envious.it goes by too quickly.when I looked at her through my lens, I flashed back to my own brown chair by my bed.to the chair that I spent countless sleepless nights humming "lu-loo"...to the chair where I gently reminded my boy to be "oh so gennnntle" in peeking at his pink sister...to the chair where I would gaze out into my backyard and wonder who they would grow to be...well, I'm almost to where I can see end glimmer's of who my lu-loo andboy-who-brings-me-joy are growing to be...and I wouldn't have understood if you told me I would one day be envious ofthis mommy while in the midst of my own chaos...but I am.I most definitely am envious of this beautiful mommy...it's funny, I didn't mean to, but I asked her if she was happy at the beginning of their session...I couldn't help it...she battled through hard labor, through a LOT of pain...and I could already see on her face the answer, I just kinda wanted to hear it...she smiled and said quickly, softly and with certainty:"yes. this is exactly where I love to be...this? this is my happy spot."AND, just because she makes my heart happy and I love to be silly with her... :)