sad

The due date for the baby that we lost is quickly approaching.  I had been handling it pretty well, but it seems that every time I turn my head, someone is having a baby or someone is pregnant.  And while I am so happy for all these people, it is just a reminder to me that had we not miscarried, we'd be only 7 weeks away from meeting our baby.

I remember Adam and I talking about how we'd probably be pregnant again by the end of the summer which would bring added meaning to the miscarriage in that if it weren't for a miscarriage, we wouldn't have this other baby.  But it is nearly winter and nearly Christmas and nearly December 22 and not pregnant.

God knows what He is doing, but that doesn't take away my sadness.  I wish I were 7 weeks away from meeting Adrian.