July 14

July 14, 2008 was the worst day of my life. It was the day that my fear was confirmed:  for a reason we'll never know for sure, Ada's heart had stopped beating. I was 23 weeks and 5 days along.

In spite of this loss, I have so much to be thankful for! Yesterday I decided to take lots of pictures of Eleanor as a way of reminding myself of this.

Mmm, breakfast!  Blueberries, toast, and a scrambled egg on the way

Playtime while Mommy cleans up from breakfast

Ready to go on our morning walk!  She was telling me she wanted to get on on her new swing set.  She cried when we started our walk instead of swinging.

Swing time!

(She cried again when we went back into the house)

Waking up from her morning nap.

(Whew, it's not even 10 AM yet!)

We had quite the trip to the zoo.  We happened to run into a teacher friend of mine that I met at a conference in Atlanta 2 years ago.  She lives in the Virgin Islands.  And I ran into her at my local zoo!  How crazy is that?

Somebody is learning to like whole milk!  For the past few days she's been trying it once a day since I plan to wean her when she turns one.  She seems to like it, but we have to change her outfit every time!

Skip over an afternoon nap, a shopping trip, more swing time (and protesting when it was over), dinner, a bath...

Time for some bedtime reading

This means, "Mommy read this book to me!"

And finally, Ada's candle was burning last night.  She is dearly loved and missed.