10 Months...

My princess's
Katherine Bug-Bug

Emma Bean

The Covered Bridge

I know I say this almost every monthly post, but I just can't believe the girls are 10 months old. They are both just blabbering up a storm. Katie is working on crawling. Emma is right there behind her. However, she is a little more reserved. She scoots on her butt. She will scoot wherever she wants to go as long as she doesn't have to get on her belly. So dainty and proper. They have started feeding themselves puffs, peas, carrots, yogurt melts, mum mums, crackers, and biter biscuits. It seems taht a switch just went off and POOF! they wanted to eat regular food. They have also been eating yogurt. Kate isn't liking baby food as much. She spits it at if she doesn't like it. We are working on that one too.

Charlie's Legacy: Family stories of grief, healing and solace

I had an experience this weekend that led me to an epiphany. I need to help other families. To do this, I think I would like to give other families experiencing this to be able to put their pain on paper with the hopes that it will help others. Our vision for this book is a family oriented book. We would like the experiences/thoughts/feelings of the parents, the grandparents, and the aunts and uncles. No matter how raw. Now matter the emotion involved. Many of the books that exist currently focus on the parents and thier aspect of the loss. Grandparents get lost. The parent's siblings are lost. The loss of a baby engulfs an entire family. The entire family is affected in a multitude of ways. We want to give families a place to document their journey. Their sadness. And for some, their rainbows. We want families that are in the very beginning of the process to families that are years in the making. It is the only way we can be of help to others while helping ourselves.

If you are interested, or know anyone who would like to contribute, please let myself or Derek know.

Happy 4th of July!!

Katie
We are not amused

Emma

They love the Fireworks!!! I can't tell you how happy that makes me. I love fireworks. I was afraid they would be afraid. Not one bit. They sat in my lap in complete awe of the bangs and the bright flashes of color.

As I sat there watching their excitement and wonder, I wasn't prepared for the wave of emotion that came over me. I sat there, stroking their silky hair, and sobbed. I had bought them outfits last summer for the 4th of July. I had bought Emma a little red dress with little flowers and Charlie little red plaid shorts with a white shirt that had a red stripe. I would have bought Katie a red dress to go with thier outfits. Instead, Charlie's outfit is packed away in a green tote with all of his other belongings and the girls wore new outfits that were completely different than what I had planned. It hurt. While the evening was wonderful, it hurt. Another first for them. Another first for us.