Starting again...

I let 2015 pass without a single post. How did that happen? This space has been confusing for me. I use to blog so much when Kate was a baby. I love looking back on her every milestone. And then it was my outlet when Ruby was sick. I have gone back looking for something twice, and read entries from when Ruby was sick, and it really sent me into a tailspin. I am almost afraid of opening these "pages" in my book. The pain of losing Ruby will never go away, but reading about the details of her struggle are often times too much for my heart. This blog became hers in those 7 months. I am happy that I was able to share her story, to write down her stories, to preserve her memory from her mother's perspective. 

I would like to start writing here again. I want to chronicle these years I have with my little girls, because they are fleeting. They will never be this little again. I want to bottle their childhood up as much as I am able! 

Ruby is always with us. She is with us when we have big family events. She is with us when we watch the sunset every night at the beach. She is with us when we have crazy dance parties in the kitchen. She is always there, even if we can't see her.  She wants us to live fully, dream wild, and love fiercely. Now, I just need to start recording it all again! 

Potty Training

It's a big day for Lola Bloom! Kate has been trying to months to get her excited about potty training. She has spent a few minutes sitting on the little potty chair, but mostly asking about the Sesame Street Characters on the seat. Today she stood up while eating breakfast and declared she needed to go potty. We went in, she sat down and wanted to get down immediately. I told her I would go get my phone for her to play on. When I got back, her eyes were huge and she screamed, "I pooped!" And sure enough, she had. We did a lot of clapping and dancing and hugging! She followed me into the kitchen so I could give her two M&Ms, and then said, "I poop again!" I turned around, and yup, she had pooped again, on the rug, and then proceeded to step in it! She might be out third kiddo, but every milestone is just as exciting as the first time around. Even when it involves poop! I never want to forget how proud she was of herself.