My Dear Sweet Ruby,
Last week you turned 56 months (and nope, I'm not missing a month, I"m just late!). You woke up on the 20th with a fever that lasted for 4 days and then lingered as a cold/cough and then I got sick and then your daddy so... well it's been a rough week.
Earlier this month we spent several days at the Children's Museum.
Your daddy and I visited with a new doctor, a developmental pediatrician and she gave us some great ideas to help you sleep and to work toward more success on the potty. We really liked her and hope she can be a vital part of our rockin Ruby team in years to come. We'll be learning exciting things like Qi Gong massage to add to your bedtime routine and new sensory play ideas to help you regulate your body a little more. We've also started giving you a new fish oil, and even though it's yucky, you're doing your best to take it and not hate it too much (it helps that you get some chocolate at the same time)
We're also still in the huge prep for kindergarden. This gives mama much anxiety and many sleepless nights. However, no matter what happens, we can always change things if it's not working for you, cause in the end that is what matters most: you.
It's been a rough week around these here parts, but you're feeling better and the sun is coming back out (ok it's march now, we won't see the sun for at least 40 days). You are my most favorite person and you fill my days with laughter. When you say (completely unprovoked) "I love you!" I sometimes feel like my heart may burst, and yet it doesn't, it stays intact for yet another day of being your mama.
You fill me up like no other.
All my love, Mama