Today I would have been starting my second trimester. There’s such an aching that comes from preparing a place in your heart and your life for a child that never comes. We had a name, we had a plan. We had excitement and joy and fears and all that comes with getting ready for a new baby. And it was all stripped away from us at an ultrasound. It’s been a month, and I don’t think about it every second of every day anymore, but it still comes to mind on days like today.
