*A month well spent.* Dear Journal, It’s the last day of the month, and I can’t help but reflect on how much of a ride it’s been. The highs, the lows, the lessons, the wins—everything in between. I’m grateful for family, for friends, for love, but most importantly, for God and the Holy Spirit. And of course, for Baby M, who made sure that this journey was anything but ordinary. For someone so little, she sure knows how to command a room—and our sleep schedules. She had (and still has) us on a strict timetable: _Wake up when I say so, sleep when I allow it._ If she’s wide awake at 2 AM, guess what? We all are. And if you dare ignore her playful midnight giggles and coos, prepare for the consequences. But honestly? We wouldn’t trade it for anything. And then there’s D. Ah, my dear “hard guy,” the man who once carried the _I-don’t-have-time-for-all-this_ badge with pride. Watching him evolve into a soft life dad has been nothing short of entertaining. The same person who once claimed he “doesn’t do lullabies” now sings in sleepy tones and throws in an occasional half-conscious dance move at 3 AM just to keep Baby M happy. I won’t lie, sometimes I stay awake just to witness the spectacle. Who knew fatherhood could humble even the toughest? This month has been beautiful in every sense. I hope yours was too. I hope you found reasons to laugh, lessons to grow from, and moments to cherish. And as we step into a new month, here’s to more joy, more wins, and hopefully… a little more sleep. Sending bear hugs to make your day as lovely as you want it to be. Love, _Aby💕_