But the moment that struck me was when she was standing up from her chair, a babe in a front carrier, another in her left arm, and the third child deciding that now was the perfect time to latch onto her back. She simply held them all on her body for a moment, just like that, bearing the weight of these three little ones. And I was struck in that moment by such a visual representation of parental love, particularly a mother's love - one that is self-sacrificing, gentle, and so enveloping. She handled that moment gracefully and with joy. It was just a beautiful thing to witness and hopefully have myself, someday. :)
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