My sister called on Friday to tell me about a book review she read in People Magazine. I love People for the celebrity gossip and pictures, but after being in a book club for three years, I've also started to read the book reviews. It's always good to add a new book to our list of potential reads. She tried to give me the
gist of the book, but fumbled with her words a little. I'm guessing she was nervous that maybe it would make me sad.
When we were at Leah's birthday party, I read the review and knew that it was a book I would have to read. I requested it from the library today, and now I am anxiously awaiting for the email to tell me the book has arrived.
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link to read the book description.
More times then I can count, I have thought of Angela throughout the pregnancy and birth of Daniel. We brought a special picture of her to the hospital, and an ultrasound of Danny too, to help me focus if I needed too. To remind me that without Angela, there would be no Danny.
I know I've told a few people, and maybe I've already posted this in a previous entry, but we gave birth to Danny in the same room as Angela. Room 18. As Dave and I were walking to the room, we just looked at each other. I felt it was a sign. Something good to help heal the pain. I also wore my cross necklace throughout the labor and delivery. My necklace that has a diamond in the center of the cross that carries some of her ashes. I mention the diamond simple because I think of it as her
eye hole into our world. Angela was not only with us in spirit, she was with us physically as well.
There are nights when I'm up feeding him, and I tear up while looking at him. A few people have seen our pictures of Angela. Sometimes, when Danny is asleep, his mouth is open, and we have a picture of Angela where she looks the exact same, only she isn't sleeping. They have the same lips. The same chin. The same nose. She had the beginning of dark hair. You've seen little Danny's hair.
My sister bought me the same blanket in blue that she bought for Angela in pink. Well, it is almost the same, but different. Same brand. Same material. Different pattern. The company came out with a new "signature" blanket this year. I googled the old one and almost bought it. Just so it would be EXACTLY the same. But the more I thought about it, I decided it was OK that it was a little different. For as many things that I want them to share, I am grateful they do not share everything. Dave has also helped me with this. So I washed the blanket and I used it in the pictures that I took on his One Month Birthday. It is the blue one he is wrapped up in while snuggled in his crib.
I am so grateful to have our beautiful, handsome, perfect little boy.
I'll provide an update after I read the book.