Today is what would have been my due date.
January 24, 2013
I don't think it has hit me quite yet. Not the way I was expecting it to. Derek left this morning for the NAMM show in Anaheim, California so it's just me and Stratton here at the house with the animals. Of course Aunt Flo decides to rear her ugly head tonight and Stratton has a stomach virus at the moment. (hints why I'm awake at 2:30am on a Thursday morning.) I'm not a mom when it comes to the sick department. I'm such a baby when it comes to throwing up and all of that. Derek is usually the one that deals with the throw up and I handle the poop. That's just how it's always been. He knows how horrible I am when someone is throwing up and he graciously steps in with Stratton to help. Thank God I have an amazing mother that will drop everything in the middle of the night to come over and help her take care of her sick kid.
I know a lot of emotions will come about tomorrow but I'm seeing Stratton getting sick as a sign from God that there are far more important things than crying over something that I have/had no control over. It hurts to see other people with such beautiful newborn's right now but I have one already incredibly beautiful baby that is laying in my bed sick at the moment that I need to be more focused on. I know there will be a time and a place for me to let my emotions out but I'm thankful for now that I have a beautiful little sick boy to distract me at the moment.