Memories. When you think of growing older and having kids, you never imagine that one of the worst memories in your life may involve your baby. The worst memories of my life are so close to the best memories of my life thus far, pregnancy and child birth.
I'm going to focus on the good memories. I'm smiling as I remember Landon kick... I remember how he used to jam his little foot straight up into my ribs... I remember hearing his heartbeat at the doctor office... I remember seeing him moving on the ultrasound screen...
The good memories I have of Landon are pregnancy memories. Day 28 is memory. I chose the last happy memory of Landon's little life. This pregnancy picture was taken the night before Landon died. I was 35 weeks pregnant and I was happy, the next day, my life would change forever.
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