just one day

I don't talk about it.  I have made my peace with it.  I had a baby boy and he didn't get to stay.  He was with me almost 20 weeks and then on October 21, 2010 our sweet baby boy went to heaven.  Today is third Birthday of our angel.  Sweet baby boy I haven't forgotten you, I carry you in my heart and I know you look over us. (especially your little sister Harper) I like to imagine you are her personal guardian angel- and that you hand picked her to be here and stay with us when you were unable to.  This is just one day that I let myself be sad about it.  I will always be sad I didn't get to know you, but I loved you, and I won't forget.

When I was wheeled off of the labor and delivery floor and my arms ached from the emptiness of them, a nurse gave me a small smooth glass blue stone.  That stone is always with me, just like you. xoxo

This is what awesome parenting looks like.

I haven't written in a long time.  I NEED to finish my lovey dovey sentimental post about sweet lovely Harper turning two.  sniff sniff.   

Reality - I am tired at night and want to sit on the couch watching TV.  I promise I will get caught up soon on all of the lovely happenings going on in the Koepke household, but today I am just keeping it honest.  

I took two minutes to sit with Olivia and read her school binder and start to hear about the big Booster-thon Fun Run going on at school - when I look up and Harper is coming out of the bathroom with the potty seat upside down around her head. 

Poor baby girl is scared to death because she can't get it off - I stifle a laugh, and run to help her.  I can't get it off.  It would not budge past her forehead.  I did not panic, I tried to keep her calm, I turned it every possible angle I could and kept trying to get it off.  She wasn't choking or in immediate pain (when I wasn't tugging at it) so I was able to not freak out.  I did realize I needed help - I called my neighbor.  God love her! She ran right over- we buttered the potty seat.  no luck. We called another neighbor.  God love her too!  She ran over- this is 6 children plus H all in the front yard.  The three moms tugged and pulled, buttered, shampooed , and slathered Harper's head and the seat with Vaseline.  I held her arms, Kelly and Amy pulled - Harper screamed and we got the potty seat off.   Elapsed time 25 minutes??  

I think it will take several bath nights to get the Vaseline out of her hair.  

Why didn't I read this??

So- If you called and I didn't answer - I was slathering my kids head with Vaseline to get the potty seat off.  truth.  

did I mention that Harper turned two??

xoxo