Tommorrow is the day that would have been my first due date. My second due date would have been at the end of June (I got pregnant 2 cycles in a row).
I won't say it's easy to know that at this point I could possibly be holding my son or daughter, but being pregnant has helped somewhat. Back when it first happened, I knew that if I wasn't pregnant by this point again it would be more difficult to get through.
Rob's put it all past him, and I don't blame him or anything. Honestly I kind of have too, mostly anyway, but I still think about it sometimes.
I'm so grateful this pregnancy has been pretty easy and that baby girl is growing and looking good. She's moving more so that's always reassuring to me to feel her.
Without my losses I wouldn't have her, and for the love I already feel for her I can't imagine that.
I just want my other babies to somehow know that for the short time they were with me, I loved them so very much, and they will always be a part of my story.
I just want my other babies to somehow know that for the short time they were with me, I loved them so very much, and they will always be a part of my story.
