As of this Saturday, we are officially past all three of our previous due dates. The only one left is the one for the twins, which is hopefully going to bring a much different outcome. Since the passing of this last due date, I've been having a really hard time. No one else remembers that I should have a baby in my arms today. Everyone else seems to think that these precious twins have somehow "fixed" the past. As you all know, a healthy baby (or babies) does not make the ones you lost any less real.
We are 30 weeks today. 30 weeks. So grateful.