Yesterday marked 15 months of Talia and Brooke dropped by and kindly captured the day on film. So nice. I am mostly shell-shocked that I was this age when Katie was born. I think I'd like to see video footage of those first weeks of Katie's life - how did Mum keep up both alive?
Yesterday I did have a small breakdown facing the reality that in just 3 months there will be 2 of them in our house. I feel a bit stupid for thinking it was possible, and wonder how it is that I will be able to pay attention to them sufficiently to keep them intact. But the crisis was happily shortlived and I mostly find myself looking forward to meeting Talia's sibling and seeing them both turn into each other's family.
I wish Katie was here this week to see what she came home to all those years ago. I'm glad she got to be my family.
