@kristenhern19: My hands are full—always. Full of snacks, laundry, sticky fingers, and little bodies that need holding. Some days I feel stretched thin, like there’s nothing left to give. But then I look at these tiny faces and somehow, my heart expands all over again. It’s messy and loud and exhausting… but it’s also magic. My hands may be full, but my heart? It’s overflowing in ways I never knew were possible.