I feel myself grasping at those little moments of bliss–hearing Max say, “mama”, listening to Evelyn lose herself in fits of uncontrollable giggles, Max reaching for me with two stretched out arms, Evie slipping her little hand in mine.  I know these moments that make my heart tingle must be appreciated for they are as fleeting as they are beautiful.  I know there will be so many more moments.  But I try to memorize each moment because it makes me sad to think about these little gifts fading away.