It's September 18th. I should be counting down the days. We would have been less than a month from meeting our beautiful baby girl! We would have been finishing up her nursery, setting up the baby paraphernalia all over the house, and washing her tiny clothes for their first wear. We would have been preparing Eli for the transition to big brother, reading illustrative stories and practicing with baby dolls.
Instead, it's the 3-month anniversary of Gracie's passing. Instead, we read Eli books about Heaven and where his baby sister is now. Instead of gently kissing her through my ready-to-pop belly, he kisses a framed photo of her before bedtime.
Sometimes I just feel robbed. Never before have I gained so much and lost so much at the same time.
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