Our first year of marriage, we grieved my brother's sudden death. He died in a car accident one month after we exchanged vows. But, that first year was also spent anticipating our dear little one, who became a reality two months into that grief. During that time, I wrote a series of letters to Baby K and you can find them here. If I was the person I wish I was, I would have journaled every day - writing prayers, preparation thoughts, and pregnancy milestones. But I am not that person, so I blogged letters every once in awhile.