Friday night my friends had a baby shower for baby D and me. He was celebrated with love and his older sister was remembered in such special ways at the shower, too. It couldn't have been more perfect. I came home to take the tags off of so many tiny blue items, which was bliss. I will dedicate a whole post to the shower later with pictures.
I only had one moment, holding up a pair of pajamas, where I thought about how I should have done that last year for her. As much as we wanted a little girl again this time to replace that lost sister for E, I am now very grateful that he is a boy. It separates them a bit more in my heart and mind during this confusing time.
Last night, we were admitted to the hospital with pre-term contractions 3 minutes apart. After 2 hours of monitoring and several tests, they confirmed that the contractions weren't labor (yet) and gave me medication to slow them.
The trouble maker.
Tomorrow we have a volunteer ultrasound with a student technician, then we're going to Sweet Pea Project's 3rd Annual Remembrance Gathering. E is excited to release balloons to send to baby Vi and I am looking forward to lots of hugs with other mommas I've met over the past year.