I wrote this on New Year’s Eve but wasn’t quite ready to share it yet. We realized that TODAY everything is going perfectly and that should be celebrated without fear. My heart is full. Enjoy…
Reflecting on the past ten years and oh what a decade it has been!
In 2010 I graduated with my master’s and Ralf and I got engaged. I began my career as a speech-language pathologist.
At the beginning of 2011, we bought our home and at the end of 2011, we got married.
2012 was mostly a year of just enjoying each other and being newlyweds.
I think it was the beginning of 2013 that we bought our boat and started enjoying our sunset cruises around the lake.
I had a health scare in 2014 when I got diagnosed with my lymphoma that turned out to be a lot less serious than we originally thought. We decided to try to get pregnant shortly after and Mason was conceived.
The beginning of 2015 was the absolute hardest time of my life. I lost Ralf suddenly to brain cancer while I was 7 months pregnant. My little man made his debut in May of 2015 and saved me in more ways than he will ever know. He was the force that kept me going and hoping for a better life for both of us. Toward the end of 2015, I met Vinnie in person after connecting through a Facebook group for young widows and widowers. Our connection over similar losses sparked a friendship that grew into more.
In 2016 Vinnie moved down from New York to be with us in Florida. At the end of 2016 we decided to move to a new town where we could start our own story together.
We suffered through our first miscarriage in 2017.
In 2018 we had another miscarriage shortly after we decided to get married. We had a perfect, intimate, and very emotional wedding in September.
The beginning of 2019 brought a wonderful job opportunity for Vinnie. We decided to try again and had our third miscarriage. It was devastating. We underwent testing to search for some answers and received none. Everything was absolutely normal. Mason started asking for a sibling incessantly and so we decided to try one more time, despite being very scared.
Now at the end of 2019 we find ourselves 9 weeks pregnant with a baby whose heartbeat is very strong. This pregnancy has looked healthy from the beginning (as evidenced by my nausea and fatigue). We know so very well that nothing is guaranteed in this life, but we are ending this year full of gratitude and hope.
In my heart I believe that 2020 will be the year that we become a family of four.
2020 will be the year I get to witness Mason become a wonderful big brother.
2020 will be the year that I will get to welcome a new life into this world with my husband at my side, holding my hand, as it should be.
And with all the surprises, new blessings, and challenges that are sure to come our way, the one thing I know for certain is that we will get through it all.
Cheers to 2020!