Just wanted to post something weighing on my heart.
Our second baby was due to be born on July 4, 2011. For most of today I didn't really think about it. But tonight watching the fireworks I did. Each year since I always think of her watching the same fireworks as me from Heaven's view. Although we had a second son, Nolan in March 2012, I will always have that missing piece. Every year for those few beautiful quiet minutes of awe, I feel like it is just her and I watching those fireworks. It brings me to tears yet I am so thankful for this connection to her since it is all I have.
It is a journey ladies. And it changes who you are forever. My thoughts and prayers are with you all for happy healthy future pregnancies :) Just know you'll always remember, and that is okay.