It plays in my head a little bit like a song, this concept of not knowing yearning before kids. I never knew what it felt like to want something with all of my being, to be consumed by the pursuit of something purely for the purpose of bringing joy to another person. I understood the things that would make me happy and I worked toward them, but I never persisted with the single minded focus that I do as I strive for my girls. Fixing the house, structuring my schedule, creating memories, they are all fueled by an unabated hunger to delight the girls. This isn’t to say that I indulge every whim, but when there is room for magic, opportunity for awe or…