I realized today that it has been over a month since I last updated.
October has been quite a month; a month filled with mostly sorrow AND rejoicing.
I celebrated my 35th birthday on October 5th. Anyone who knows me well knows that I LOVE birthdays...especially mine. J
To me, age is just a number. It doesn’t dictate what we can or can’t do in life. It doesn’t define who we are. Birthdays are for me to rejoice in the previous year: the things I learned, the things I lost, the things I gained, the things I cherish and that I was given another year on this earth. I love birthdays; it’s a celebration.
This year’s birthday was a bit more of a difficult one than the past 34 years (no, I don’t remember my first few birthdays but that’s neither here nor there).
The day before my birthday (October 4th), I suffered a miscarriage. Sean and I had lost our first baby. We weren’t very far along but that doesn’t change the fact that we still lost a part of us.
It was a busy day that day too. We were out at In Step and we were having visitors out that day as well. Sean was AMAZING; he took care of everything.
The day after was my birthday. We tried to proceed in a “semi-normal” manner. Sean took me for lunch; he made me a wonderful dinner and a heart-shaped birthday cake. He bought me a few presents. By the end of the day, we were exhausted and all we could do was cry.
The comfort we do have is knowing that our little one is in heaven and someday we’ll get to meet him/her. There is sorrow with the fact that we lost our baby but we rejoice in the fact that we will someday be reunited.
To our family and dear friends who were there for us during that time, thank you for your words of encouragement; your shoulders for our tears and your ears for our voices. We are so incredibly thankful for you all.
Much Love,
Meredith
