A letter to my sweet pea:
Today is your day, darling child, the day you were to be born. During the ten short weeks you were with me, I often imagined you being carried to me wrapped in a plush blanket of pink or blue, then safe and cozy in my arms. I imagined your first cry, your first smile, your first step, your first day of school and many more memories we will never have the chance to make. I imagined you playing with your big brother, I know he would have loved you with all his heart.
I never got to hear your heartbeat or feel your fluttery movements but the love and excitement I felt for you was blissful and sweet, however brief. Today is the day I beg God to give you back, the day I lay in bed and cry for a life that never was. The day I see other mothers with adorable babies or large bellies and wonder "why?".
I know you are in a much better place, my sweet angel, but today is the day I selfishly want you here with me. I never got to kiss your precious face but I know one day you will greet me at Heaven's gates with a smile and long embrace.
I'll love you always Sweet Pea,
1 hour ago