Sleepless nights. Worry like none you've ever felt. Cold dinners. Shared plates, beds and germs. You want to pull your hair out, they drive you crazy. And there is no love like this. Nothing compares, ever, to the fierceness with which I love them, all three, because they're ours, and because I wouldn't trade a second of seeing them become who they will someday be. Some of me, some of him, and 100% their own. Amazing is too weak a word.