We can't give our daughter human siblings (for now) but by golly she has such a heart for her furry siblings. This picture was captured tonight after Charlotte spent a half hour chasing after and giggling at her puppies tonight. Watching her interact with the pups and hearing her laughter reminded me of the sounds of my niece and nephews laughing and playing with one another during the summers I lived with them. I felt myself start to slide down the all too familiar slippery slope of wishing and despairing over Charlotte not having little brothers or sisters.
So instead, I consciously made a choice to focus on the positives. Right here, in this moment, she is content and has all she needs in her Dad, furry brothers, and me. And that is enough. I will deal with when it is not enough another day when or if that moment comes at some point during her childhood.
Back to tonight, earlier while at church, Charlotte pulled from her mass bag a family picture her cousin, Mason, had drawn for her Baptism last summer. As soon as she saw the image, her eyes lit up and she excitedly exclaimed, "Puppy! Puppy!", while pointing to and tracing with her tiny fingers Mason's rendition of Dusty Shamrock and Hershey.
I love that Charlotte Annie loves doggies as much as her Mommy and Daddy do. How funny is Adam's beard in the image though?!
I love that the boys tolerate her playful antics and squeals of glee.
Most of all, I love that the always present stinging pain of secondary infertility is lessened ever so slightly by quiet still moments such as these.