When a big change comes, like having a baby or getting married or experiencing the death of a loved one or a big move, it always brings new challenges and also new joys and unexpected outcomes. But nothing in my life so far could be compared to what was happening with Layla and Maggie and me, and especially now that Mama had opened her entire family to us.
Time was flying by and, even though the last six months had been amazing, we were just not prepared for the outpouring of love and support from Mama’s family. It would suffice to say that Layla had a half-dozen “sisters” who cared for her and played with her on a daily basis, not to mention the countless aunts and uncles and grandparents and cousins and everyone else constantly doting on Layla and us.
Maggie had finally returned to work at the new nursing school and she seemed happier than ever, my job at the law firm was satisfying and going well, and everything had settled into a comfortable routine with the help of “Mama’s Day Care,” as we called it.