My sweet, sensitive Ava
My darling girl, I write this tonight with tears in my eyes, because I can do nothing to protect you from this circle of life and the heartache it will inevitably/already has caused. You are a sweet, sensitive soul, and like your Mama you feel things hard. You are off the wall happy, filled with joy and you are down in the dumps sad, usually with no middle ground. Darling girl, it's a difficult path to navigate, but baby, no one will ever wonder how you are feeling or where they stand with you. Tonight at bedtime, you lay wrapped in your crocheted blanket that Great Nanny made for you - it hasn't left your bed since we lost her a few weeks ago. You told me that you wished that Layla had gotten a blanket from Great Nanny (because that is just who you are, to wish sweet things onto other people), and I told you that I wished that too. Then you told me that pretty soon we were going to have 3 crying kids, and when I asked you to explain, you said that when we go to the Isl...