It would have been my due date today, had Squeak made it past 8 weeks. I know that I was amazingly lucky to fall pregnant again so soon and to be carrying a healthy baby, but I still think about my miscarriage every day and it breaks my heart. As I mentioned before, I want to decorate Beanie's room with red gingham and red/white polka dots, and I came across this little toy in a magazine recently from Lapin and Me:
This just seemed perfect. It'll be like Squeak is watching over this one, which is something I've felt since day one of this pregnancy. When I found out I was pregnant with Beanie, I looked out the window and saw a double rainbow. I lifted Jack up so he could see and looked up at the sky and said "Thank you."
I will never, ever stop missing you, my little mouse.