Certain moments in motherhood break my heart. Little pieces of time that are etched into my memory, seemingly never to be erased.
We went to the zoo this weekend. On the way there, as Luke napped and Tim and I chatted quietly in the front seat, Meghan suddenly burst out, “Mommy! The sun is coming out!”
I wish I could take back my knee-jerk reaction, a quick “shhhh!” because I knew her shrill tone would wake Luke, a light sleeper.
The moments following stay with me. A big swallow, her lips slightly turn downward, quick eye blinking to hold back the tears that fill her eyes.