From the moment I found out that I was pregnant with Harper, I have been scared of this week. This week would have been the 26 week mark for Harper, the week that we lost Jonah. I was terrified my whole pregnancy with Harper because I knew anything could happen, there was no guarantee that this baby would make it home with me either. But, in some way I felt like nothing really could happen until 26 weeks. Little did I know...
And here I am, missing Jonah and now Harper, but i am not scared for Harper this week, i am scared for me and for Aaron and for what does or does not lie ahead. This life is so crazy to me these days...
This 26th week also happens to be the week of Thanksgiving. What would have been Jonah's first Thanksgiving. The hard Thanksgiving that was going to be a little bit easier because I was pregnant with a bundle of hope named Harper.
This week is nothing like I thought it would be.
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