Wednesday, June 9, 2010


I realized last night during Glee that I would have been 39 weeks this week.  It breaks my heart that my little baby will never meet her sisters.  I will never hold, kiss, nurse her.  But I can love her and I will think of her always.  My little June bug.

1 comment:

  1. :(. I'm sorry, anniversaries of losses are always tough.