Five

We've done this before.  Four times to be exact.  (first, second, third, fourth)  And last year it wasn't as bad as it could have been.  This year, our arms had a sweet baby boy to snuggle when they felt heavy and empty.  This year, the hope of {finally} being a mother has been realized.   

I think this day will always be tender...but I hope that as the years roll on the pain continues to lessen.  I hope I never forget though...I NEVER want to take being a mother for granted.  I want to always remember the struggles we had to go through to get where we are. 

Here's to healing!