One year ago today I saw what should have been my twins for the first time. A year ago today I already knew something was wrong. A year ago, I spent the next two days worrying and researching until my fears were confirmed two days later by a doctor that truly cared. Then for the next three days I did nothing but cry, needless to say it was a hard week, and honestly I fell more in love with my husband for reasons that I would have never understood before.
I can't believe it's been a year....a year since I saw the first tear in my husband's eye when he saw his "babies" on the screen. A whole year of my life that really doesn't seem that long at all. What I really can't believe is a year later I am sitting here smiling at my 33 week belly as I feel my son move and stretch inside it. That is truly a miracle to me. One of my greatest fears after losing my first pregnancy, and having the dream of children ripped from my heart once again was that we would have to go years more of nothing. Years more of infertility and heartache...but that didn't happen, and sometimes I still wonder, through it all, how I got so blessed.