My heart is a bit heavy this morning over what should have been today: my first son turning one.
I imagine a sweet and rambunctious brown-haired/brown-eyed toddler running around, but he's not here. Despite the fact that I am incredibly grateful to be carrying his younger brother, I don't think I will ever shake the feeling that I have a child who is missing from this life.
I will take a little time today to work through my sadness, and then plan to honor him in my heart with nothing but happy thoughts.
I miss you sweet boy and will love you and remember you always!