Today, Ariana, was due to arrive here, in our world. To become a part of our family "on the outside".
I cant believe that in 9 months, we've had the joy of finding out that finally, we were pregnant with our much wanted second child, only to have that changed to the worry and concern that our baby was very, very sick. Then throw in the birth, the death, the memorial service, and all the associated details and emotions and wow, it's been a LONG 9 months.
I loved being pregnant. Carrying her, feeling her move, kick and wiggle. I loved thinking about who she would look like. (Turned out, she was the spitting image of Lucy!).