March 31st. Averie’s due date.
I remember posting the announcement I made on Facebook and all the comments that followed. People saying they couldn’t wait to meet her, to hold her, to give her loves.
But nobody got to do that. They never got the chance. They were robbed of meeting our sweet girl.
When I realized the 31st was coming up a few days ago my heart sunk. Year after year I’ll remember this day. A day that will come and go offering no special significance to most, but to me it will forever hold a special place in my heart.
Some may wonder why it’s such a hard day because most babies are not born on their due dates. That’s not the point though. It’s that there is one more day reminding me she is gone, one more day a year she isn’t here for us to hold and love on, one more day my sweet girl doesn’t get older we just get further away from the last time we held her.
A brutal reminder that she never made it to her due date. That alone makes the 31st such a cruel day.