Today is your due date. Your dad and I so hoped that we'd get to meet you and just like our two sweet ones before you we were devastated when we learned that was not to be the case.
I'm sorry this happened again.
I'm sorry I wasn't able to carry you longer.
I'm sorry we never got to meet this side of heaven.
Our hearts ache for you every day. We dream of holding you in our arms and kissing your sweet face. We dream of watching you grow and celebrating your wins. We dream of being there to comfort you and cry with you in the hard times.
Mostly, we dream of telling you how loved and wanted you were. And still are. We love and miss you every day.
While nothing can make your loss less painful, we take comfort in knowing that you're with Jesus and our Good Father can redeem even the saddest of situations.
We love you, baby.