Four months and ten days. That’s a number that I’ve been longing for since Olivia was born. Carter stopped breathing at 4 months 9 days (then survived on life support for nine days). To say I feel a sense of relief getting this far is an understatement. I thought I’d have less anxiety this time around, but that’s definitely not the case. I’ve been a hot mess the past couple weeks. Between Olivia turning four months and waiting to get to that magic number, to what should have been Carter’s first day of kindergarten, I’ve been a bit of an emotional mess. These moments always have a tendency to bring me back around to focusing on what’s TRULY important. Things can get stressful at the beginning of the school year, and I think I needed this reminder of what’s important in life because I’ve been letting things get to me that shouldn’t. So many of the things we stress about aren’t worth stressing over. All that really, truly matters is that our family and friends are happy and healthy. Much love, friends.