In some ways it seems like the last nine years have gone by in the blink of an eye and in many other ways it seems a lifetime ago. We have come so far, in our relationship and marriage and selves, and found a very peaceful, loving and comfortable place. It amazes me how very much he loves both Ella and Logan. I always knew he would be a good daddy, I could see how much he loved kids and our journey through infertility found him longing for them almost as much as myself. (and that's a level most men don't reach, let me tell ya).
We made it through those years and have endured something most couples don't have to endure, the loss of our sweet boy Logan, who we wanted more than anything. It has undoubtedly made us stronger in so many ways. We learned we had to lean on each other, and we did.
Anyway, I love you Mike. Thank you for the last 9 years.
Here is a picture of our little family last night before Mike and I went to dinner (Ella was a bit upset because we were leaving). We didn't exchange gifts (as agreed), but I did get a nice bouquet of 9 red roses and a lovely card. Mike just got a card. Tough being a man isn't it?
