In Just A Week

Dear Teagan:
So much has happened this past week! Tuesday I went for my blood draw, Wednesday it was confirmed that I had a miscarriage. By that point I had already known and come to terms with it. Dad and I were upset, but not devastated. Everything happens for a reason....
Your Halloween costume came this week. It's awesome. I can't wait for Halloween!! You're going to be the coolest kid ever. I mean you already are actually.
You are a baby genius! We bought you a potty chair just to have so it wasn't foreign to we did start trying to potty train you. Well, the very first time we put you on it you peed!! And then the next morning you peed on it again. Then at daycare you peed on their potty!! You're doing so well! Then this morning, only 3 days after we got the potty, you pooped on it 3 times in one day!! You clap when you pee and say "pee!" It's so cute! You crawl right in the bathroom and just wait for me to help get your pants & diaper off. You're sooooo smart!!
Today we went to 2 birthday parties. You got all sorts of sugared up! Since we never let you drink anything other than milk or water, I always bring your sippy filled with water when we go places. Well, today I left it right on the counter. So you wanted a drink with your pizza at Paige's party. So I let you have a Capri Sun. You chugged it right down. Then at Wyette & Willow's party you had another one. Along with a piece of cake. Then, just now, at 7:30 right before bed, daddy let you have a few licks of a Dum Dum. Oye. It was yours in your party favor bag after all. So now it's time for your bed time baba. Hopefully it's your last. Tomorrow night I'm going to warm your breast milk and put it in a sippy cup. We'll see how well that works. Then, pretty much you'll be practically a grown up. Well, one that doesn't walk! We have to get on that! Hopefully soon! But now that we're not having another baby in the spring, it makes me sad that you're growing up. It gets me wondering what I missed out on with the assumption that I "knew" I'd always have another baby to make up for it. But now, what if I don't? I should stop thinking about the what ifs and just enjoy the what I do haves. Like you and your daddy.
I love you to the moon and back.
Love,
Mommy