After struggling as long as she could, Baby B passed away in mid-November. Yesterday afternoon, I had to do the unthinkable: attend a memorial service for a 6-week old. The parlor was overflowing with friends and family, which will hopefully be a small comfort for my friends who lost one of their little girls far too early. The one thing they did that I thought was a great idea was to christen Baby A at the house afterward. It was nice to have at least a small bright spot on the day.