The minute I opened my eyes, I knew what day it was. This was the day I dreaded for months (and to think I am going to have to go through this twice a year?). I snuggled into dh and started crying. How I would have loved to snuggle Alyssa-Joy and shower her with kisses on her first birthday! I would have enjoyed seeing her toddle around, chase runaway balloons, and smash her pink birthday cake.
Instead, at 6:55am I lit a candle in her honor (time of birth). We did not get to do the balloon release, as we waned to just shut ourselves away from the world and enjoy her spirit together. I was worried no one would remember AJ's birthday. How wrong I was! My sisters and friend called to see how I was doing and expressed that they missed her as much as I do. How awesome it felt to know that others I know IRL are thinking of my precious baby as well.
To all my blog friends, I thank you from the bottom of my scarred heart for remembering my sweetheart with me. I could never survive this without your love, advice, prayers, and support.
Where is my expected end?