I renamed May 5 Stinko de Mayo three years ago, as we lost our first angel baby on May 5, 2006. I was pregnant with Caroline the following year and pregnant with Collin last May so I haven't celebrated Cinco de Mayo with a margarita in 4 years! While I was excited to have my favorite drink today, it also turned out to be a day to reflect on all that has happened on our journey to having a second child. A friend who had her first of 4 miscarriages in May of 2006 had an ultrasound today showing a healthy baby with a strong heartbeat and she got a letter from the courts finalizing the adoption of their beautiful little girl. I don't know why the journey to parenthood is so difficult for some, but it makes me appreciate our little miracle and his big brother so much more.