Two days from now will be the year anniversary of losing Bub. Bub was our baby in between Jack and Ellie. He passed away at 6.5 weeks in utero, but I didn't find out until week 10, September 1, 2009. Even as I sit here with my two amazing, healthy kids, I miss this baby that never was. The Urbana Sweet Corn festival last year was the last event we went to before finding out about the loss, and Jack's first day of preschool was the day we found out about the loss. So the annual Sweet Corn Festival was this weekend; Jack's first day of school was today; and Sept 1 is Wednesday. It's not just one day of remembering; it's a week. And I'm sad; and I'm tired of being sad. And I want something to mark the anniversary so I can remember and move on.
Gotta go hug the shit out of my two kids.
