My fourth Mother's Day last year without my first born. My sweet Alexander was a fighter, and fought for 21 days. But on January 20, 2011 he told mommy that he was tired that he couldn't do it anymore. My selfiness didn't want to let go, but as a mom I said goodbye to my angel at 2:15 p.m. that day. Five years have past and I still think of my sweet boy and what could have been. Now pregnant with my second child, there have been so many similarities with my pregnancy with Alexander and this one, that its almost scary. Both on November 11 I found out they were both boys just a 5 year difference. Most of the doctors appointments have been the same. Also their due date is only a couple days off. Its almost like Alexander is watching over over his little brother, and letting me know and saying don't worry mommy, Owen has a guardian angel.