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December 15, 2003 we found out we lost our 2nd baby to a miscarriage. I was absolutely devastated. My surgery to remove the baby was later in the afternoon because my doctor, who is a wonderful, wonderful man, knew that the sooner we got the baby out the sooner I could start to move on. We didn't want to drive the hour home, only to sit and stare at each other for an hour or two and then drive another hour back. So we got in the car and Kent just drove. We didn't talk, we didn't even look at each other.. we just drove. It was the time I needed to just think. To cry. To grieve. Kent had just lost a baby too, but he knew it was time for me to grieve and it was time for him to just drive. I loved him for that.
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November 15, 2004, Jon Kent was born. Granted that day was special in and of itself because of the birth of our firstborn son. It was a day of firsts, thrills, happy moments, foggy moments. There was a flurry of people in and out of the room all day. Family, friends, nurses, doctors. People were coming and going in waves it seemed. But one moment, one small moment that will forever be on my mind and will forever fill my heart with love for my husband happened. Jon Kent was in the warmer because his temperature kept dropping. Kent stayed by his side the whole time just talking to him and taking in the beauty of the baby he helped make. Jon Kent started fussing and Kent gave Jon Kent his pinkie and Jon Kent grabbed it. And Kent said (I'll never forget this in a hundred years), "It's OK, daddy's here. I'll always be here for you." I knew then it didn't matter what happened to me, that my son would always have his daddy. I fell in love with my husband again in that very moment.