The most rewarding part is watching my kids become their own little people—kind, curious, full of wonder. It’s the quiet moments: bedtime snuggles, belly laughs, the way they look for me when they need comfort. Being their safe place and their constant is the most meaningful role I’ll ever have.

I’ll never forget the first time my toddler met his baby sister. He looked at her so softly, whispered “baby,” then gently held her tiny hand. I was exhausted, recovering, overwhelmed—but that moment made it all worth it. It reminded me why I keep going, even when it’s hard. That sweet connection between them is something I’ll carry with me forever.

I’d put it toward building a better future for my family—starting with grad school to get my MSW and follow my dream of helping others. I’d also love to put down roots and create a peaceful, cozy home where my kids can grow up surrounded by love. Maybe finally take that family vacation we always talk about but never quite achieve.