Last year on December 23rd we began to lose a baby that we had hoped & prayed for & already loved.
This year on December 23rd I went into labor.
Last year on December 24th we sat with friends, weeping as I continued to miscarry.
This year on December 24th, our daughter was born.
Last year on December 25th, the miscarrying continued as we tried to plaster on happy faces while our hearts were breaking.
This year on December 25th, we spent a quite & joyful Christmas in the hospital, getting to know our little girl.
Last year on December 26th, the doctor confirmed that the baby was gone.
This year on December 26th, we brought Annie home.
My heart still grieves the loss of last Christmas & I believe it always will, but at the same time my heart has fallen in love again with the arrival of this little one. I don't believe the timing of this was a coincidence. I believe it was perfectly planned by the one who perfectly loves us.