So, as I am flipping through pictures today, I came across some of Connor. My heart soared at seeing his sweet little face and sunk all at the same time. I miss him. I missed out on not only my son but all the fun, new and stressful things that come along with being a first time mommy. Which, yes, technically everything past week 28 of pregnancy next time will be new to me but I can't really say I'll be a first time mommy, even though I didn't get to do any mommy/baby things with Connor. I just hope we'll be in a place where we can have another in the near future. I still hurt for my baby but I feel like I'll never really heal until I can fulfill some of the empty spaces in my heart. Not saying that a new baby would take Connor's place because that could never happen but it would definitely help me emotionally. This has been a pretty sucky week for the most part and I am SO glad it's almost Friday.
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