My dream is coming true.

This was a recent Instagram post I put up, and I wanted to share because I love it:

Sometimes, before we lay Norah down for the night, I just look at the three of us, cuddling in a row, and bask in the greatness that I actually have what I used to dream about. (Not that we are perfect or my life is perfect, but for the most part it's pretty wonderful and I want to choose to seek and remember the good moments.) I love our little family.