So two years ago today....I was sitting in my bathroom, tearing up at seeing the word "PREGNANT" on a little stick. Two years ago today, I woke my husband up with giddy singing of "it's going to be a good Christmas!" After seven months of trying (I'm no spring chicken), we were finally having a baby!! It will always be a special day in my book.
Two years and two months ago before that, I was crying in that same bathroom about being pregnant. We weren't married yet (both on our second marriage), but were serious. We had an oopsie, and I remember being so upset that my perfect life was disrupted. (My husband already had two boys and I was fairly certain I didn't need kids of my own). I was surprised by the pregnancy, although we never considered any options other than a quickie wedding (complete with flowy waist dress that still sits in my closet to this day).
I still remember being at the doctor's office for the confirmation appointment, and everyone congratulating me, and thinking: "What? Wait? Me? I'm not ready for a baby?"
But over the next four weeks I got very used to the idea. Warmed to it. Warmed to (quickly) marrying my now wonderful husband and having a baby. And on our initial sonogram, they couldn't find a heartbeat. I knew the second the tech asked "have you had any cramping or pains?," something wasn't right. And I cried. Again. Cried for the life we discovered we lost that day. But my husband I learned something that day, although the realization didn't set in for a while. We wanted a baby together. We wanted a life together. And be damned, we were both ready to get married again.
I think of that baby on a regular basis. I have a friend who was pregnant at the same time, and I think of how that baby would be the same age as her little girl is now. And I grieve for that life we lost. But everyday I look at my beautiful 15-month old girl, I think how she might not be here...in fact, I might not be at the happy station I am in life, if it wasn't for that sweet baby that we lost. It's funny, this life, how it works out the way it's meant to be.
I'm a firm believer in everything happens for a reason. And two years ago today, I was the happiest I think I have ever been. This day will always be special to me. For the life it gave me, and for the life I (unfortunately) lost. It will always be bittersweet, but it will always be in my heart. And I think that's the best rememberance I can provide. Thank you for listening to me. I just needed to say it today.

Re: Two years ago today (loss mentioned heavily)
Katherine Quinn | 9.16.2012 | 38w4d
Ryan Lanman | 9.12.2014 | 40w
2 Losses | 10/2010 @ 5w | 9/2013 @ 10w4d
Little Sprout Blog
My condolences for your loss.
[MC 11.20.11] [DS born 9.24.12] [DD born 10.15.14]