At this time 2 years ago..
I was in full blown labour with Evan and about 1.5 hours from finding out his heart had stopped beating. Worst day of my life. I wish I could remember how he felt and looked clearly. I write about his soft fat cheeks but I don’t remember them anymore.
I love you Evan, son of my heart. I know you are at peace wherever you are and I hope you are remembering us, your mom and dad at this time of year, and always. ❤