3 years

3 years ago we moved to Colorado.  In the middle of the move, I found out I was pregnant.  I was due October 14...the day set aside to remember babies who have died in womb.  Valentines day, I lost that baby.  I have been thinking about her for the last few weeks.  I wouldn't have Dorian if I had her.  It is phyiscally impossible as I got pregnant in July.  I didn't have her with me long.  But, I know she is the guardian angel to her siblings.  I hope the bleeding hearts survived the winter, but if they didn't, I will get more.  They will survive if I have any say.  I hate that pregnancy loss is so intimately connected to our family.  But, It has made us stronger.