This will be the first year in several, that I won't be mailing out Christmas cards.
There will be no Seasons Greetings from NYEBoy, InDueTime, and A.
Or Happy Holidays from NYEBoy, InDueTime, and Baby M.
There is no getting A bathed, dressed, and snapping hundreds of pictures.
No deciding on which photo, or photos, if we're lucky, to choose from.
There is no ultrasound picture of Baby M.
There is a broken heart.
There are empty arms.
There was a loss of a child.
Of two children, actually.
There is no catchy greeting to come up with.
I guess I could always send out New Years cards.
I could put the words "We started off this year losing A and then we rounded out the year with a miscarriage! Next year can't suck nearly as much as this year did! Happy New Year!!" over a picture of my empty arms.