After Beckett died, I met some new people. These are people that I most likely would have not met had we not all shared the profound loss of our boys. When I lost Beck...I had no idea how all this grieving stuff worked. I felt very alone. I felt like no one could quite understand. I felt different from everyone else. And then, unfortunatley, there was another family who lost their baby boy. We connected through mutual friends and our kids were in the same sport. I never knew that meeting that mom would help me so tremendously move through my grief. We shared this awful commonality...and we could talk about it and totally get it. We could share some dark humor. It was a life line I am so thankful to have had and have. And then, unfortunately again, another family lost their boy...and the three of us would meet for some "therapy". We would meet at a coffee shop to listen, talk, and remember.

Then within similar time frames...we were all pregnant. Ironically, we all lost boys and we all had girls! The final girl has arrived and she is adorable, beautiful. So...now we will move through this stage in the grief and parenthood of a child after a loss. I am so incredibly happy for all of us to be where we are right now.

And thank you to whomever left the lady bug at Beck's grave! Grace especially enjoyed it:)

Speaking of Grace...I am still crossing my fingers and not convinced it is for real...but we have had lots of success in the bathroom department. I am talking "all" areas!!! I think the medication is working. It is helping with the leaking. I think she was as worn out in trying to stay dry and we were! Now that she is getting a break from the constant wetness...she is heading to the bathroom on her own and staying dry all day. Seriously? This little pill could have helped us avoid that last 3 years?!!? Oh well...I am just thrilled for her. I can tell she is proud too. (And yes, I feel incredibly guilty for all the nagging/lecturing/disappointment). She needed some medical help. Ahhh...I hope it lasts:)