In a few days it will be the anniversary of my first miscarriage in 2008. I am upset anyway because really want another baby, but I was thinking a couple nights ago, for lack of anything else to do. That baby was due Sept. 17. I lost the second one in a few days before Halloween. When I counted back, I noticed that Sept 17 was the day I most likely became pregnant. A little weird, huh? And on top of that, my father in law passed away on Sept 15, 2008.
I believe that everything happens for a reason. But for the life of me, I can't figure this one out.
