Well saturday was little Arthur day, the day he should have been one. 26th September will always be a special day to me, but it wasn't so much tinged with sadness this year. I still think about Arthur often, but at the same time if he was here that means Noah wouldn't be so it is a difficult one in my mind. I love Noah so much, but I'll always remember that you were my first baby Arthur, even if you never made it past the first trimester.
Monday, 28 September 2009
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Hard, isn't it - so glad you have your little N now.
(just taking a break from the pink place at the moment by the way if you are wondering... probably you weren't!)
Thinking of you.
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