As thanksgiving approaches, I can't help but to think about thanksgiving last year. My son was very sick and in the hospital. He needed to get surgery on his stomach, and came really close to death. I also can't help to think about what should be this thanksgiving. This thanksgiving I should have been 20 weeks pregnant, but I'm not. We lost our baby at the end of August. I can't help but to remember my plan of finding out the week of thanksgiving whether we were having a boy or a girl, and telling everyone at thanksgiving dinner. It was "gonna be awesome". Instead, I am still mourning the loss of our little one. It funny how you can make a lifetime of plans for someone who is still in the womb, only a few weeks old...
