Here we are again...
I was so relieved when I found out we were pregnant with Kolm after trying for several months.
I hate the TRYING part.
I thought that this phase of my life was over. We were expecting our final baby with so much excitement....
One year ago, he didn't even exist.
Now, my beautiful, sweet little boy is gone.
So much has changed. The sadness is with me always. I try to put on a happy face as much as I can, but there is an innocence that is gone.
Stastics don't seem so distant anymore...
TTC so soon after his passing is hard. The grieving wears you out, and adding the stress of TTC into the mix is rough.
I hope it won't be too long, but at the same time I am so scared of being pregnant again. What if it happens again? I cannot bury another baby.
I am going to be such a moody wreck until I get that first anatomical ultrasound at 18 weeks.
Until that point, I had hope that Kolm was ok. I don't ever want to feel the pain of that news again.
I just hope everything will be ok...
Leah is changing so fast...she makes my heart overflow with her funny self. Yeppers...she will make this time more bearable.