It's here.

Catherine suggested that the buildup to the actual day is probably worse than the day itself. I hope you're right.

Last night, I dreamed I was at a party with family and friends, and they were all just learning about my two losses. Everyone was very supportive, much more so than they were in real life. I don't remember much else about the dream except that, for the first time ever, I have the distinct feeling I would have been having a boy.