The entire pregnancy we were preparing ourselves for this day.
November 25th.
The day I tested positive at home I downloaded pregnancy apps and they all said 11/25/13 was his due date, and the doctor confirmed it a few days later.
Originally we freaked out thinking great, were going to be bringing home a baby on thanksgiving, but honestly we didn't care...we thought we were going to have a baby.
We actually kind of giggled at ourselves thinking seriously?! , our little family is just cursed when it comes to holidays. James and I have the same exact birthday, our anniversary is Halloween, why not bring a baby home on Thanksgiving!
But that was not the case.
We only had 10 days to go.
10, 14, and 25 are such terrible numbers to me now.
I cringe when people have countdowns.
Especially pregnancy countdowns...
I was excitedly counting down too, only to be blindsided and have things go terribly wrong...
Today is just as painful to me as the 14th.
Its a day full of should, could and would haves.
Its a day we should be celebrating, not looking back at and saying "we should have had you"
Its a day of what ifs.
What if I had actually had you,
what if you amazingly came exactly on your due date...
What if....
I ask myself that everyday.
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