One year ago today was my due date with our first baby.
One year ago today I cried my eyes out on my way to visit a good friend before she moved 700 miles away, and cried my eyes out on the way home. I was so sad for many reasons.
One year ago today I had no real clue I was pregnant with my perfect baby boy, Jack.
One year ago life was very different than it is today. Where there was once an empty, aching feeling, there is more joy than I could ever have imagined. I still think about the baby we lost, and wonder what he or she (I believe in my heart it was a she) would have been like.
Would I trade my life as it is now for what could have been a year ago, what *should* have been a year ago? No. My precious perfect Jack wouldn't be here. I couldn't imagine my life without him.
The pain of a loss has amplified my love for my child, and for my husband. It has also made me realize how strong I am, and how strong women are, and how much a heart can love.
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