It seems like this day gets harder and more emotional for me as the years go by. 7 years ago I was spending the weekend in the hospital delivering Gabe. I am so grateful for my amazing doctor that validated my concerns that weekend and who lovingly insisted that I take the emotionally harder way, knowing it would be better for me. Thankful for the quietness of Southern Hills hospital, where I could deliver in peace without being surrounded by new mothers and their newborns. I am thankful for my mom, who dropped everything that weekend to sit at the hospital with me and help me get through this. I am so glad that I have good friends I can lean on, both then and now. I am SO grateful that I was able to have Gabe, and for all the lessons that his birth and death have taught me and continue to teach me.
