It has been just a little over 6 months since baby girl entered and left our lives. The only time she was alive was in my womb, but I feel her near me every day. I am now carrying her little brother and I can’t help but feel scared as I am now 24 weeks with him and I was 25 weeks with Lily. It’s hard for me not to fear the fact that this could happen again. I try to be strong and not show this fear, but it is real and I am scared. 3 ½ months until this sweet baby will join our family, officially. He is a part of our family already, even if only in spirit (and kicks of course.)
Anyway, on a happier note. We moved to Albuquerque, New Mexico a few weeks ago for Bernie’s job. We are in a 2 bedroom apt. I love it. I love having our own place to live again. I feel like we spend so much more time together now that I am not working so I see him in the morning and when he gets home around 5:30. There is no one else here for us to pay any attention too, no family, no friends, just us. It’s lonely but, fun.