Today marks six months from the day I went for an ultrasound and learned that our precious baby, Ethan, did not have a heartbeat.
Today I am eleven days from my due date with that pregnancy.
Today I am also sixteen weeks and one day with a new pregnancy.
Today I am going to the obstetrician for a routine visit. Routine visits frighten me, but today I chose faith. I chose hope. And whatever happens, I chose love.