Both my boys.

I went on an impromptu road trip home to Portland for less then 48 hours.
I didn't want to get anything car related for baby until we knew we were going to have him. When James bought the car seat and stroller weeks before baby was due I freaked.
I remember giving the strollers and car seat to a friend to have her sell them for us because I couldn't bare to see them empty lying around my house anymore.

So a few weeks went by, I finally started driving again, and I decided to buy a mirror so I could see how little man was doing during outings.

After Bug passed I had some memorial jewelry made.
One necklace I have is a pretty piece of citrine, his birth stone, with a hand stamped tag that reads "Bug" on it.

I don't know how it ended up hanging from my rear view mirror but it has been there for almost a year, and I can't seem to take it off.

As I was driving down the freeway I had another one of those moments where things should have been different.
I should have two screaming babies in the backseat.

But in a weird way I actually had both the boys in my car.

As I was looking at Carter in the backseat, the light glimmered on Bugs necklace.
I also remember it glimmering when we brought home Carter from the hospital.

Bug has always been there for me in some way or another, but now hes looking out for his baby brother too.