Today is my birthday. It took me a few hours until I remembered that I found out I was pregnant with Gabe this day last year. Suddenly, I'm wisked back into the past. Remembering walking dowstairs to tell Kyle that "we" were pregnant again. Seeing the huge smile come quickly on his face.
Thinking about the day we were told our tiny baby was "incompatible with life." Recalling what it was like to have to tell family and friends. Thinking about how their faces dropped as we shared our news. Remembering what it was like when we held our son for the last time.
I'm driving and crying alone in my car. But, it's okay. My baby is happy and healthy and loving life up in Heaven. I have so much to look forward to. There are hard moments, but I know that I will see him again soon.
This month will mark six months since we met and lost Gabriel. This day marks a new beginning for me. The year I was 27 was the year I lost my son. 2009 was the year I lost my son. I'm starting over. New year. Positive thoughts!!! :)