Day 2: Identity

There is no complicated, long, story as to how Connor got his name. It was one of the easiest things we had done. Naming him. We both just happened to love the name. There is no special meaning to the name Connor, besides the fact that we loved it.

He had my nose. This may be a weird thing to identify about him. However, this was a big debate in our household. After every ultrasound, it would pick up where it left off. Would he have my nose or would he "suffer" through with his dad's nose? I say that with love. I think Mike's nose fits perfectly on his face.

I still had to smile when I saw my nose on my son's perfect face.

I think he would have been really loud.

I'm really loud. Mike's pretty loud.

He would probably have just thought people have to be loud.

Connor has caused some pretty great things to happen.

I will post about them more on later days.

He is our son.

We will always love him.

October is Pregnancy & Infant Loss Awareness month. I'm participating in the Capture Your Grief project. This project was set up by another blogger. It is a way to travel through grief, with others. I will not stress myself out if I don't get every single day. Some days may only be posted here, others only on Facebook, and some on both media outlets. Read more about it at this website.