Today is a rough day for me... seems like I'm having a lot of them lately. Today is particularly hard for a couple of reasons.
Today also would have been our due date for our second pregnancy. The day I found out I was pregnant was the anniversary of my mom's passing. When I went home and calculated what my due date would be online I was in awe when the date January 23 came up. I thought....this is the one- this is really going to happen. My mom is up there in heaven looking down on us and giving us this huge flashing sign of hope. I know due dates are rarely right but this just seemed like it was meant to be. Unfortunately, it wasn't.
I had a good cry when I woke up and Steve made it all a little better with a hug and his sweet, concerned face asking if there's anything he can do. I love that man more than anything in this world, everything is easier when he's with me. This is how I know in my heart that one day very soon we will be parents...the world would be too unfair if Steve wasn't a father. He was born to do be a dad.