The Hardest Post

I am having a hard time posting this today, but Kyler keeps reminding me of what today is. Eleven years ago today I gave birth to my first child. He was a perfect 1 pound baby boy who meant the world to me! He wasn't supposed to come until June of 1999 but as we all know things don't always work out the way they are "supposed" to. Riley Bruce Scott died when my water broke and I had to deliver a baby that I knew was not alive. Because of an amazing doctor, nurses and family I was able to push through the pain (literally) and deliver my perfect little baby.

At the time I didn't understand why this had to happen to me, but now 11 years later I know that it was actually what was "supposed" to happen all along. Without the problems that I had with Riley I would not have know that I have an incompetent cervix and I had to be stitched up with each of my other pregnancies. Riley brought Ben and I closer and I am grateful that he blessed our lives and let us be his parents.

Now we have the challenge to live so that we can see him again when our time here on earth is over. But for now I have to take comfort knowing that grandpa Bruce is taking care of him for us and loving every minute of it. Who could ask for anything better? Happy Birthday Riley, we all love you very much and can't wait to be with you again.