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When you think about having children, you never ever imagine that you are capable of loving someone as much as you love your husband. Then you have them. The love you feel for them is different than that which bonds a husband and wife. A deeper, stronger, different kind of love. These girls are my life. They are my everything. They are the perfect blend of Chris and I. Sure, I exist apart from being a mother, but their happiness, breath, love, laughter, and being, consumes the majority of my day. They simply mean the world to me. I can't imagine my life with greater joy than that which is brought by my children. Being a Mom has changed my life in the most unimaginable, amazing way. I am such a better person because of Claire and Mya. They push me to be the best 'me' I can be. They make me laugh, make me cry, make me smile, make me imagine, make me believe, make me doubt, make me remember and make me happy. How two beautiful beings are capable of such intense feeling is amazing. Obviously we are so blessed and so very thankful to call these two our own. God is so good.












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Erin said…
I love all the pictures you posted!!!! I wish your photographer lived here in Maine :)
November 10, 2011 at 11:12 PM
Anonymous said…
Kara,
Love the pics..where are the rest? I want to see them all! Why don't you ever call! I will be home all day tomorrow except at night so call me! I work this weekend so tomorrows your day!
lOve ya,
J
November 11, 2011 at 9:59 AM
Lisa said…
Too cute! Mya has shoes on too! What an accomplishment. The pics turned out great. Now I think I should have had professional photos of kids...oh well.
November 12, 2011 at 11:13 PM
Kelly said…
Just beautiful, the pictures & words!
November 16, 2011 at 3:05 AM
K. Davis said…
you ladies are truly the sweetest bunch! :)
November 16, 2011 at 6:12 PM
Anonymous said…
Waiting for an update! Something has to be happening there..I know those girls..never a dull moment!

love ya,J
November 17, 2011 at 11:01 PM
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