The week before last, I made it to the second trimester. Those months were some of the longest of my life. Some days I felt full of hope and peace, but many days were marked by anxiety and worry.
Ariel has walked with me through the ups and downs of all of my pregnancies and miscarriages. She has been a friend that has listened, loved, celebrated and comforted. A girl really needs a friend like that, and I'm so thankful I have one.
On the day I reached 12 weeks, I was surprised with the most beautiful bouquet of flowers. My heart was full and overflowing seeing such a beautiful celebration of a tiny life, only the size of a plum, but already so important to her, to me, to God.
Thank you, Ariel, for celebrating this milestone. It meant the world to me.