Today is the anniversary of L's death - I just told her little sister about her. It has been bittersweet being in the same hospital where we lost L. On one hand, there are familiar faces, which means we do not have to tell the story over and over. On the other hand, I ended up having a c-section and it was in the same OR where we found out L's heart stopped beating. I'll elaborate more in another post.
Until we head home (New Year's Day), I'll leave you all with a photo of the best thing that has ever happened to me (a tie with meeting my husband). I hope that, for some of you, our story offers a little bit of hope. We were told "never" and here she is. The road has been anything but smooth, but wow, she is worth it. My heart has never been so full.