A year...

It's been a year since we lost our pmp (partial molar pregnancy) baby. I can't believe it's been a year. In some ways I still feel that intense pain of not seeing the heartbeat during the u/s and hearing those awful words, and then the fear and ache of the D&C. Tomorrow (10/29) is a year since the d&c...we are going to go to church and light a candle for our baby.

Thank God I have Joshua. I don't know how I would be able to get through this day without him. I hate how much my girls have grown up this past year because of our family's loss. I look back at a year ago when they learned so much about death and heart break, and I feel so sad that they had to endure something that even adults have a hard time understanding. I'm so glad they now are big sisters and get to feel that joy that they should have felt in May.