Day Seventeen: Anniversary/Birthday/Due Date
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| Refrigerator magnets to send a message to our baby girl. |
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| This is probably as close to a candid of me as it gets. Sitting in the yard, holding my Bella bear (Bella's Birthday Present from Daddy and I) and blowing bubbles to my baby girl. There aren't very many of these of me. |
January of 2012 marked both Isabella's first birthday and the first anniversary of her death. We celebrated the way I expect we always will. We bought her a present, bought her balloons, blew her bubbles, and baked her cupcakes.Her cupcakes were covered in Fruity Pebbles, since we always joked that she would have looked like Pebbles with her fire red hair and eyes like her dads. We talked to her, we lit her candle, we cried for her, and we remembered. We'll continue to remember her that way, because that's the only way we know how. That's the way it feels right. And that's what's important to us. Every year, she'll get older, and yet she'll stay the same. And we'll always remember her...the way we knew her....kicks, nudges, big feet, and a tiny tush. Strawberries, Cream cheese, and smiling in her ultrasounds. We'll hold on to that and remember it on January 13 of every year...and every other day when she crosses our minds. Such is the norm for our life now. <3
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