Everyone Needs a Hero (By Danny)

Amanda has been after me to write another blog, but I haven't been able to put my thoughts into words about how wonderful it is to finally be hopeful again.

It's been such a long rollercoaster of ups and downs.  So many sad memories, so many lost opportunities...

A few months ago before Amanda was pregnant, we were doing some grocery shopping at Giant Eagle.  For some reason we found ourselves in the greeting card aisle and saw this:

I started to cry.  I couldn't help but think of our lost babies and what could have been.  I wanted to be their hero.

Now, being farther along in this pregnancy than we've ever been, I still find myself overly emotional; but it's a good thing.  No longer am I sobbing because of what we lost.  Tears of joy start to flow when I think about what we have and for all the possibilities that lay before us.  I can't wait to meet our little Guido.  I can't wait for the chaos of children running amok, for family camping trips and vacations, for birthdays and sleepovers, movies and ice cream and Sunday dinners, for family traditions...

S/he'll be here before we know it, and s/he will be spoiled beyond belief.