When I look at this I want to cry. 😭 I get chills with how much personal meaning there is bleeding through the surface. My fears disintegrate and make way for pride and accomplishment. Fears of not being able to pump enough or at all for that matter, fears of not being able take on a business and another baby, fears that my moments with you would disappear without being able to breathe in your short lived innocence, and fears that I won't be the same mom to you as I was to my first. I am thankful for such fears. Fears that pushed me to start my business, pushed me to test pumps, drink ungodly amounts of water and inhale oats for snacks, that pushed me to set my work aside when it came time to sing you a bedtime song while you nursed to sleep just like I did with my daughter. It's proof that fear has a purpose to drive us for more. I love this photo ❤️#fearfuelsme (at Texas)