^^Last week we got to meet our friends (including a new four-week old baby Piper!) for a picnic at the park.
Families of four have been making my uterus antsy.
I knew this day would eventually come, when our friends with babies younger than Jack are expecting (or have already had!) their second child. It’s weird, you know?
Tyler reminds me all the time that we already had our second child. He’s right – we did. But she died. There will be no birthdays for her, or singing of my signature Jones family “peanut butter sandwich” song. There will be no love notes written on her kindergarten lunchbox napkins, and none of her doodles will be hung on the fridge. She’ll never get to experience the thrill of going down a slide, or flying in an airplane. We don’t get anything but memories and a gravemarker to know her by. And sometimes because of this I forget how blessed we are and think only of how much I’m missing out on.
Hang in there, baby-maker. You’ll get your turn soon enough.
oh alie, I can’t even begin to understand what you are feeling. but I can tell you how happy it makes me that my kids will at least have a chance of being that same age as some of their cousins. you will have an adorable little baby to hold before you know it!
Hang in there, sweet sister. I struggled with that same feeling, as I wanted to be a “five family” as Morgan referred to it. Friends all had kids and I couldn’t, And, the Lord had a much better plan for us, and I love our “five family” just how it is!