Today marks the estimated due date of our fourth pregnancy. Part of me wishes I could forget the dates and part of me doesn't. It's morbid, but it's the truth. I'm trying not to torture myself but honor my baby.
Tomorrow is uncharted grounds. Ever since we started trying I've always had a failed estimated due date in front of me, since we've waited so long to try (last time we tried was January 2008) we haven't had the "opportunity" to have another miscarriage.
Missing my babies today ... wondering what tomorrow (and the future) holds.
Thanks for all your support and love.