These last two bring about strong emotions for me. I debated keeping them to myself, but here they are. I should be 36 weeks along this week. Soon, Aidan was supposed to have his own baby sister to hug and kiss. Not a day goes by that I don't think about the babies I lost, but most especially my last little angel because of how and why she died. But at least now he has a baby cousin to love on, and I am grateful of the lengths to which my in-laws have gone to include him - to give him a little bit of what I could not.
Love you, sweet boy.
That last picture is priceless.
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