I think it’s not yet common knowledge that I conceived through insemination. So while my pregnancy “began” with the start of my menstrual cycle two weeks earlier, I can know for certain that Adrian became a person at his conception on 29 September 2016.
I think sometimes about dates and counting. I carried Adrian’s living body for 39 weeks. I carried his dead body for one additional day. I was pregnant for 41 weeks and one day. Adrian was delivered exactly 9 months ago today. It has been 39 weeks and one day since I delivered him.
I wonder sometimes why this matters to me. There are many milestones I’ve been missing. I wonder how today becomes important. I wonder how this enormity of time can feel so much like yesterday.
I miss my son. Every day. All days. There is never a moment in my life when I don’t wish he is with me. I guess I just feel that more strongly today.
I love you.
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