"Mommy". Quite possibly the first word a little boy will say, the beginning of a lifelong conversation with his mother. In between childhood and adulthood many words will pass between a mother and a son, some in love, some in anger, some in sadness, and others in joy. Their bond will forever affect the way he'll view women. But it's in a mother's eyes that a son will remain forever young -- and forever cherished.
~ from a description of the book Mothers & Sons, A Celebration in Memoirs, Stories, and Photographs by Jill Morgan
Today is October 15th, Pregnancy & Infant Loss Rememberance Day. I don't need a special day each year to miss Masyn, but it's nice to have a day just to recognize our situation, because we're not alone. It's been almost 15 months now since our pregnancy ended. Our life as a family has gone on. I trust that there is a plan for us, and that for now---this is the plan. A mommy, a daddy, and a son. For now, this is us. And although at times I still struggle with the understanding of our loss of Masyn & all that we missed out on---today I'm going to try to focus on my blessings, the blessing of my son, and the great privelege it is to just get to be his mom.