Today, I found out that she is expecting again! Great news, but as you can imagine, she is very cautious, and probably will not believe she is going to have a baby, until she carries him/her home in her arms. I cried again for her, this time out of joy. I pray that this baby sticks, and she gets the baby she has been dreaming of.
And, then I sit and think of my own children. My beautiful 4 year old, who can drive me insane, but who has held my heart in her hands since the day I got that positive pregnancy test. I look at my sweet baby Evalynn, who was born healthy, happy, and perfect. I am one of the lucky ones, who has never had to go through the loss of a child. I become so content with my life, and the health of my babies, that I forget to be thankful for it. So, when my 4 year old has driven me to pull my hair out, and my 2 month old is fussy, I will think of all the women who have lost a child, and I will be thankful.
