Today is Valentine’s Day. It also marks one year since at our 11 week appointment, we unexpectedly found out that our first pregnancy had ended in a miscarriage. I’ll never forget the way that I felt that day. Our appointment was first thing in the morning, and after calling work in tears saying that I wasn’t coming in, I returned home and got in bed and stayed there for the rest of the day. “This is it,” I thought. “I’ll never get over this and Valentine’s Day is ruined forever.”
Thankfully, about two and a half months later, I saw that second line and knew that just maybe my heart would be full again.
Lance and I have never been much for Valentine’s Day. We always go out for his birthday five days prior, so it has never been a priority for us. But this year, there is a ray of sunshine in our lives. A little rainbow after the storm that ensued one year ago. She has helped us love in a whole new way. So this February 14th, my heart is full of love and gratitude for my husband and baby girl, and I’m looking forward to making this a happy day from here on forward.
With that sweet face looking at me, how can I not?