Dear Baby...

Dear Baby,
     Yesterday was a rather long day. It was supposed to be the big day, the day your Daddy and I were going to meet you. Sure, you and I would have been very much acquainted the only way a mother and child could be. But I would have finally gotten to hold your little warm bundle of a body close to my heart and kiss your soft cheek. To see your little eyes sparkling,  maybe they were green, like mine have turned out to be. Your little fist, wrapped tightly around my finger as you made little gurgling and sucking noises while visitors oohed and ahhed at your little perfectness. I'll be frank; I miss you. I wish you didn't have to go so soon. We had dreamed you would stay with us for a very long time. We thought we would get to teach you how to walk, tie your shoes, ride a bike, feed the chickens and pet a newborn animal. I thought you would get to make me several paintings to hang on the fridge with your little hands. Was I to make you pretty little dresses to spin in and pretend you were a princess? Or were you to dress in overalls and be Daddy's little man? Regardless of who you are, I can assure you,  we love you. We would have given anything to keep you with us. My heart aches for you. Some times tears still fall from my eyes when I think of you, because I love you so  much. I know you are in the best hands now, I just wish you could have held mine first. Until I meet you someday, I'll still love you.
                  Love always,
                                 Mamma