I was trying to think of a special place that was shared between Elijah and I. If I had to choose, I would say it was during my honeymoon. We drove down the Oregon Coast stopping at a few different cities as we made our way down to Vegas. I was four months pregnant and my pregnancy was still a secret to most (due to certain circumstances we had to keep it hush hush until after I was married). My most favorite stop was at Oceanside California. We drove down in my husband's Porsche Boxster. We sold the car a few months later since we needed a car that we could put a carseat in and a two seater just wouldn't do.
It was the most beautiful spot I had ever been, we were in a hotel right beside the ocean. Elijah and I got the chance to go surfing. Apparently a big storm blew through the day after we left so had we been a day later I wouldn't have had the opportunity. It was also the first time I felt Elijah's first movements-little flutters. It was such an exciting time. Here my husband and I were newly weds with a family on its way. Big dreams, big expectations. I miss that innocence. We buried Elijah with a onsie from Oceanside that said "Ipooed". It was the first baby item we bought (aside from a pregnancy calendar my mom and I bought the day after I got a positive test).
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Who could also forget Elijah's resting place? It is in the perfect spot-under the shade of trees in a very peaceful location. I use to go visit Elijah and sit under the trees on a park bench and have my lunch.
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