I had a miscarriage over this past summer, the baby’s due date was February 15th. It was one of the hardest things I’ve ever experienced. Miraculously, I got pregnant just a month later. And while I am so so thankful for this baby, I can’t help but continue to mourn the baby before. With tomorrow being the first day of the month my baby would’ve been born, I can’t help but to think what he/she would be like and look like and wish I would’ve at least gotten a chance to name them. But then I feel bad because I feel like I’m not being thankful enough for this baby. I know without it happening, this baby boy in my belly wouldn’t be here. And I know God knew what he was doing, even if could never begin to imagine at the time why it was happening to me. The baby I’m carrying is due April 4th, and I am so excited to meet him. I am so thankful for him and I know how lucky I am to be here. I really just want to think out loud of a minute and but my thoughts into words for someone to read..