Today's the anniversary of my miscarriage and I'm having a bit of a hard time

Every year it's hard, but this year it feels harder. Maybe it's the hormones. I just keep thinking about how I miscarried at 12 weeks  and it effected me this much, I can't imagine what I would do now I'm 31 weeks. I feel him move all the time, I know what positions he likes and dislikes, I can tell little things about his personality and they all make me love him. I didn't have any of that before, and it still royally messed me up. I have the date the miscarriage started(October 13th) tattood on my arm, and I'm planning on getting a tattoo for my son once he's born right above it. On the other hand I guess I feel a bit thankful, because on this date(yeah, this exact date because the universe is twisted) last year I finally had an appointment with an OB because of pain I'd been having. And was diagnosed with PID after an ultrasound, likely from an infection caused by an "incomplete miscarriage". And there was enough scar tissue around my Fallopian tubes the doctor said it would be near impossible to conceive naturally. So on the anniversary of my miscarriage a year ago I was told because of that miscarriage I would likely never conceive again. And now here I am, a year later and 31 weeks pregnant. I'm sorry I don't know exactly why I've written this, and I know some women have had far more traumatic times than me, but lord is it still messing with me. Friday the freaking 13th.