Being a mom is something I’ve dreamed about for as long as I can remember. It’s the one thing I’ve always been sure of. Nothing compares to the feeling of watching your child grow, learn, and discover the world—it’s magic. Seeing life through their eyes has changed me. The way they light up over the tiniest things, like a bird in the sky or a new word they’ve learned, reminds me how beautiful the simple moments are. They help me slow down, let go, and truly live in the present.

Meeting our children for the first time are moments I’ll carry in my heart forever. With our daughter, we waited to find out the gender. I’ll never forget the moment she was laid next to my head and my husband shouted, “It’s a boy!”—then quickly corrected himself. We laughed through happy tears. With our boys, the experience was completely different. I went into labor at just 27 weeks—a day that shook me to my core. Meeting them in the NICU was a mix of love, fear, and fierce hope.

$20,000 would change a lot for my family. I had to leave my nursing job when our triplets were born because daycare for four children cost more than I brought home. Since then, we’ve been surviving on one income, and every dollar is stretched thin. The constant pressure of paying for diapers, formula, and bills has left little room to breathe—let alone enjoy the beautiful chaos of raising our four little ones. We’re doing our best to build a life full of love and stability for our kids