It is really difficult for me to tell my story as I'm not sure if I can do it justice by putting it in writing on the internet. So, this time, this year, I'll keep it short. We lost our son last year, on January 14th, 2019. He was a full term baby, who suddenly died when I was 36 weeks pregant, and we don't know why. He was really cute. I laid him on my chest and I will never stop thinking about how that felt. It brings me comfort to reflect on those moments with him, but at the same time it hurts so bad. I always cry thinking about how he never got a chance to feel and know that I was there to comfort him. Mike and I will be doing a 5k in his honor this year and try to raise funds for this important organization which provides warm and critical support as well as research initiatives for this cause.