Mom and I went shopping yesterday looking for PJ's for the boy. At several different times I became overhwhelmed with sadness. I saw the tiny clothes and longed for all that I have missed; his first smile, the first time he babbled...sigh. I know that isn't going to matter once he gets home...but this is the hard part, the ache inside that no one can see.
I am so looking forward to this next trip...I am thrilled that mom gets to meet Jonas.