Thank you all for the kind comments on my "life among the living..." post. Here's an example of a great day my husband and I had in Paris 2 weeks ago. I'm very grateful for him and some amazing people God has placed in our lives.
I understand that God has a purpose for everything. However, it still hurts that my baby isn't here. I still have people who remember seeing me pregnant, come up to me and ask about my baby...
Living in the ICU for four months is an experience - we were surrounded by some of the sickest children in the UK and further (there were children from several EU countries, Canada and even the USA) at Great Ormond Street. It's easy to forget that millions more children are born healthy, and that you're surrounded with the select few. I'm adjusting to living in the moment...