Owen (and everything after....)

Updates over at Lost and Found always do me in.
I will never understand why such loss occurs.
I feel beyond lucky (if you want to call it luck...) that my current pregnancy has been fairly uneventful thus far at almost 36 weeks. I sometimes think of our dead baby (I don't have a 'jelly bean' or 'snowflake' type name. I know 'dead baby' sounds morbid) and think that Owen wouldn't be here without him/her. You really never stop grieving.

I'm off to the Land of Nod, where hopefully happier thoughts will flood into my mind.