These onsies hang in my closet. I bought them two years ago when I found out I was first pregnant. Seven years it took us to get pregnant. We waited a LONG time. From the very minute I found out, I KNEW I was having a girl. I was so excited. Then I got really, really sick. I might have done some more shopping had I not been glued to my bed and vomit bowl. Probably a good thing now. Then it happened again. The second pregnancy was a surprise. A shock really. We both came to the conclusion that I was just TOO sick to do it again. Never mind the fact that I almost died. I guess Heavenly Father had other plans. I was afraid...for many reasons. I was afraid to be so sick and I was afraid it might happen again. And then it did. I just didn't understand why, but I accepted it. Sometimes I think about WHY. Why did I have to be SO sick...twice...for months...only to end up losing both babies. But mostly I choose not to dwell on it because I have faith that things worked out the way they were supposed to, as hard as it was. This week was my due date...and these onsies are still hanging in my closet.