Connor's Story

What is there left to say when you've lost not one, not two, but three babies? Where does our story begin? How will it end?

Our series of losses begins with our daughter, Raime, in 2001. Then, less than a year before Connor died, we lost Elora. You can read about both of them on their pages. Which brings me to Connor.

Connor was to be our miracle baby, our final addition to our family. I wanted to be pregnant so badly, and was just ecstatic when I found out I was. Aaron had just left for his deployment two days earlier. I kept thinking how awesome it was that I had so much to look forward to in the coming months.

I cherished every moment of my pregnancy with Connor. He was our last baby, and I love being pregnant. I wanted to enjoy every part of it. I was so happy to have a little part of Aaron growing inside of me while he was so far from home.

More later...