Today is the two month mark since we lost Gentry, tomorrow two months since we lost Savannah. Time seriously goes by so much faster when you aren't pregnant. Today wasn't quite as hard as I thought it would be, but it still wasn't a happy day. Work keeps my mind distracted most days, even though I cry there at least once a day. Good thing I work with people who will let me break down. I am soooooooo thankful for my best friend, one of the ones who is pregnant, she always seems to know when I am about to lose it or when I have been crying. Yesterday she just sat in my office with her arms around me and let me cry. She has been my biggest cheerleader (other than Marty) in the last year; tomorrow is the one year mark of my first appointment with our fertility doctor. I am thankful for everything she has done for me, and I hope she knows just how much I appreciate her. Today when I got to work she and my boss had left a present in my chair to bring a little sunshine to the day. She even offered to go to the cemetery with me today because I didn't want to go alone. That kind of thoughtfulness makes her the sweetest person I know.
Yes, I made it through another day without my girls, and while my world isn't as dark as it was in the first few weeks, it isn't quite as bright as it was before February 25. But I know I will be ok one day with the help of Marty, faith, family, and friends.
Happy 2 Months in Heaven my little loves.