Today, my precious angel should be in my arms. This day has been looming over me like a dark cloud since we lost you on March 2nd. I have put so much pressure on myself to get pregnant again before this day came and went. But since having a chemical pregnancy in May, we haven't seen a shred of hope. Tomorrow, I have a job interview. I'm praying that a new beginning without this date looming in the future will cleanse some of this pain away. I will always love you my angel. If I ever get so lucky, your brothers and sisters will know that someone came before them. You will never ever be forgotten. You stole a piece of my heart when you were conceived, and took it to heaven with you when your heart stopped beating. Someday I will meet you on the streets of gold, and my heart will be complete again. Until then my love.