September 11th is always a sad day, a day of remembering what happened 16 years ago. This year that day fell on a monday which for me are usually crazy with work, but this year I got to look forward to seeing my baby. I stated before that I was anxious about seeing a baby bump, but this week I got to actually see Baby G. I knew an ultrasound would make it all real and goodness was I correct. The tears just poured from my smiling face before I even knew it was all happening. Seeing Baby G move all around and already hide it’s little face made all those years of thinking this would never be my reality just melt away. For that moment I didn’t care that I would be raising this little one on my own, because in that moment anything was possible. So far in this roller coaster of a life, this had to be the most beautiful moment thus far. Now I have that silly singing giraffe and a picture.