A few weeks ago, we finally got the great news that I'm pregnant again! It had been getting close to 2 years that we had been trying, so we were beginning to think that maybe it wasn't meant to be. The baby is due around the end of November (most likely Thanksgiving!!!), and we couldn't be any happier. I'm 12 weeks, now, and the crazy tired fog is beginning to lift...just in time for a ridiculous heat wave!
The best part of this news is that we were able to share it with Matthew's mom. Along with everyone else, she's been there wishing and praying for us, and if there was anyone who needed a bit of sunshine at a particularly dark time, it was Pat. We told her right away, so that she would have something positive to think about while fighting that ugly disease called cancer. The worst part of this news is that she will not be here to meet Mundy #3. Patricia passed away during the evening of May 2. I find solace in the fact that the baby will have a true guardian angel looking down on him or her. Pat was a special person to every single person she ever met. It sucks that I only got 8 short years to know and learn from her, but am blessed that I had 8 years. My challenge now is to keep her spirit alive in the eyes of my children - so that they can feel like they knew her the way that I did, even if they don't have their own personal memories. We miss you.
March 17, 1938 - May 2, 2008
