As many of you who have seen my facebook status know, today, December 7th Aria is 6 months and 15 days old. Why is that significant? Well, because that is exactly how long we got to keep our Georgie. Ironically, December 7th is also the anniversary of Wendy's (Mike's mom) death. I like to think of the two of them hanging out up there in Heaven. I never really had to the chance to get to know Wendy well but I know that she loved babies and would have been all over her grand daughters.
While we try not to focus on numbers and dwell on dates sometimes it's hard not to. Tomorrow, Aria will be older than Georgia ever was and that feels almost strange. She is already bigger that Georgia ever was (18.5 lbs and 27 inches) and is a super active kid. She never stops moving. : ) It seems odd that our baby girl will now start to look older than her sister. While Aria's pictures will continue to change, Georgia's will remain forever the same.
While I feel like I have made peace with Georgia's death I still have moments where I am angry. I can become easily overwhelmed and start to get really grumpy. Then I often feel guilty because Georgia was an amazing gift that taught so many of us so much in such a short period of time. I really believe that that was her mission in life...but being only human I still get mad. My treadmill is often my best friend when I am feeling like that. I run and run until the anger starts to dissipate and positive energy starts to fill me up again.
We had a good day today. Calla was performing in her school Christmas concert. I attended the afternoon performance with Aria and my parents. Mike and Maya are there right now for the evening show. Aria is currently sleeping in her bed. I am so excited to have another day with her. I can't wait to see what 6 months and 16 days will bring.
Love to you all,
8 Years an Angel
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