Easter

It just occurred to me how bittersweet the last 3 Easters have been.

2 years ago, V was still in the NICU. We had a lovely Easter at home with C, but it was sad because our baby wasn't home.

Last year, we had a fun Easter with the girls, but V was in the midst of genetic testing, and we were pretty much stressed out of our minds not knowing what was "wrong" with our girl.

This year both girls are really into it. The 4 of us decorated eggs together and the girls met the Easter Bunny (at Americana). It's going to be the best Easter yet, but the shadow of weaning is darkening the festivities somewhat. V doesn't understand why, and sometimes I don't either. I just want to make my kids happy, and it is utterly heartbreaking that I am responsible for making her cry and cry and cry.

(I think I should change the title of this blog to "Wish me luck".)