I have a son.
He was born kicking and screaming on February 7th, 2009.
I loved him so much that day that I first met him.
I love him still, five years later.
I revel in him, I delight in him, I thank God for him.
My love has not lessened since I first met him on that cold February day five years ago.
He owns a piece of my heart.
I have a son.
He was born kicking and screaming on March 3rd, 2011.
I loved him so much that day that I first met him.
I love him still, three years later.
I revel in him, I delight in him, I thank God for him.
My love has not lessened since I first met him on that cold March day three years ago.
He owns a piece of my heart.
I have a daughter.
She was born completely still and silent on February 9th, 2013.
I loved her so much that day I first met her, that last day I ever saw her.
I love her still, one year later and I will until the day I die.
I miss her, I ache for her, I thank God for her.
My love has not lessened since I first met her on that cold February day one year ago.
She owns a piece of my heart.
Losing Lucy and Finding Hope 
Bethany this is beautiful. ❤
I love this post. My baby boy would be 8 months old today. He lived for 5 days and I’m so grateful that we had those 5. thank you for your blog.
Hi Lisa, I am so sorry that you lost your sweet baby boy. My Jude would have been 7 months old today if he had made it 😦 You are truly blessed to have had those 5 days with your boy. What I would have given to have even one hour with Lucy alive. I wonder if they are friends in heaven?