It's Been 1 Year

I just realized that it’s been exactly one year since we lost our first little bundle-to-be. It’s a bit of a sobering thought to have. If things had worked out differently, I would have a four month old baby right now instead of having four months left in my pregnancy. I would likely just be coming back to work after my maternity leave and settling into a new routine. It’s a little strange to think about what could have been, but I can’t see any of it clearly in my head – not like I see things happening this time around. I know that things have been great so far with this pregnancy. I have nothing to worry about, so they say, and yet I still worry constantly. Anytime I don’t feel her move for a few hours or whenever I wake up lying on my back I get a little paranoid that there’s something wrong. Maybe it’s because things didn’t work out the first time around or maybe it’s just because I’m a mom now, and that’s what mom’s do – they worry about their babies. Either way I don’t think that feeling is going away any time soon so I guess I’m just stuck with the worry until she comes out. Then there’s a whole new set of things to worry about…