Was looking through pictures today... found this one. It was taken when we were 24 weeks along. I can't believe that we were saying goodbye to our sweet son less than four weeks after this picture was taken. How fast things changed. I can remember how torn I was about posting pictures like this because of everything that was going on with his health... but I'm glad I have them. This should have been his first Halloween this year. He probably would have been walking and talking by now. Before long, he would have been gaining his independence and wouldn't need mommy so much. As hard as that is, I am so sad that I'll never see him grow up into a strong, thriving little boy. *sigh* I sure do miss him. I still wonder what things would have been like. I still have dreams of a little boy with mommy's blue eyes and daddy's dark hair who gives the best hugs... then when I wake up, I'm both happy and sad. I love dreaming about him... but hate waking up to a world where he isn't. I miss him so very much.