Tomorrow we were supposed to meet you. It’s crazy how fast, yet how slow the last 9 months have gone by.

I stopped counting how many months I would have been as each month passed, but the last few every time I would see another woman pretty far in her pregnancy I couldn’t help but stop and think, that would have been me. That was supposed to be me.

Now, instead of meeting Baby Boy Walder we are left to wonder who you would have looked like, what your personality would have been like, how soon would your daddy have tried to toss you a football?

When I first started this blog it was meant to be about my weight loss journey, “from bagels to beets” if you will. It was never my intention for it to become about our fertility struggles. But, much like life it is a work in progress and it is still about my journey nonetheless… the laughter and the happiness, the trials and the tribulations.

Baby Boy Walder, we fell in love with you the second we knew we were expecting you and you will always have a special place in our hearts. We love you.