My heart has been achy in anticipation for the month of February. It’s also as if my body can sense the calendar and has started grieving all over again.
February 3, our little nugget, our first baby, would’ve been 2 years old. We felt like that would be our first son. That same day, Jaclyn will be 20 months old.
February 14 is our little beanbag’s due date, our third baby. I would’ve been almost 38 weeks pregnant now. We would’ve had a new nursery ready and would know if Jaclyn would have a little brother or sister.
February is the month we can start trying again after my most recent miscarriage in November. That feels like a lifetime ago. It’s weird to think that my body is freshly recovered from all the crazy trauma of that loss.
February is also the month that Seth and I will celebrate 5 years of marriage. Goodness the highs and lows we’ve had together so far.
February is a short month and will be full of a variety of emotions. I’ll just cling to the truths I know and believe.
Promises by Maverick City Music
There was Jesus by Zach Williams
Battle Belongs by Phil Wickham
Never a Dull Second 