The leaves are starting to turn here in Denver and I can sense fall is just around the corner. My thoughts immediately turn to Halloween, Thanksgiving, and Christmas. I have been thinking back to how much hope I was filled with last holiday season. Last Halloween, I passed out candy to trick-o-treaters and thought about what costume L would wear this year. We spent Thanksgiving on the East Coast with my husband's family and talked about how next year, we'd have a little girl joining the festivities. And Christmas... at Christmas, I had started to not feel well and already had my blood clot (and just didn't know), but I had purchased a stocking hook for L for 2014 and was planning for a joyous Christmas celebration with a baby. My Dad gifted us a wooden cradle he had made for L.
The changing seasons remind me how different life is than I thought it would be and I've been missing L like crazy. At the same time, I am so excited by the possibility of this little girl growing inside of me.
After a long walk tonight, I was thinking of how I wanted to be reminded of L this holiday season. I have a collection of Christmas ornaments that are special to me and I thought of how I want L to be represented on our tree this year. I ordered a customized ornament with her name, birthday, and her initial on it and I can't wait to hang it on the tree to be reminded of her every Christmas. It's just a little thing, but I know we'll have it for years to come, and hopefully next year we can add one for our second daughter.