I'm here, it's been a while since I've posted. There is so much to share, yet I can't seem to find the time to do so.
We are all well. We are loving parenting Lauren. She is adorable, easy going and so freaking cute. OK, I know I'm a bit biased but she is.
Here is a picture of me, at 35 weeks pregnant. A week before her birth. I wanted to take prenatal photographs with Ethan but I never had the chance. Looking at this photograph is bittersweet, I remember being pregnant with Ethan and Lauren. I miss those times, being pregnant, and then I think to myself, "What is wrong with you? You were a mess? Always wondering whether this baby would be born alive" But, I do, I miss it. I miss being pregnant. I miss having her and of course, him inside of me.
I try not to think about the sad memories, but it is impossible. I now realize that life is intertwined with death. And more so, with us, deadbabymamas whom have had subsequent pregnancies. I will have to write more about this later. In the meantime, I will leave you all with a picture of Jason and Lauren. She was 4 weeks old here.