Last year, on my birthday, I had my first ultrasound of Taylor. I got to revel in the magic of knowing that my baby was 1/2 and inch big (WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW is all I can say to that)! I saw a little blob (I honestly don't know how those ultrasound tech's can tell what's what sometimes) with a heart that was beating LIKE CRAZY! It was one of THE coolest experiences I have ever had. 29 was definitely my best birthday!
Yesterday, I turned 30. There has been no rainbow baby, and as far as I can tell, there won't be. I haven't been feeling well ever since October. Well, really, since August 13, but the switch from sad about losing a baby to actually sick happened in October. I've been making myself nuts for the last 11 1/2 months- whether it be about Taylor or about not feeling well.
But, as a nice girl from work reminded me, "it may be an end to an era, but a new one is only beginning!" THAT, my friends, is true! And truly worth celebrating! I'm 30 (holy cow!), but that's just a perfect excuse to close a book on my past and look forward to seeing what new things are in store for me. I'm ready!
