My second angel

Today should've marked the two-year birthday of the angel I lost in April 2004. I was almost through the first trimester when I began to experience spotting. An ultrasound later that same fateful day in April revealed that my little one's heart had stopped beating.

I'm not sure why, but that second loss always hits me hard when this day rolls around each year. I always wonder how life would be today if that little soul's existence hadn't been cut short, too.

I hope my middle Peanut still knows how much he/she is missed and loved and always will be.

Happy Birthday.