To my boy. When I met your daddy, my life began again. My light, my knight, my stars above..... MY absolute dream come true. We created a little treasure that we weren't able to keep last year. I wasn't able to hold that treasure as long as I held you. We knew how badly we wanted to create a little life together again. A few months later, we were blessed to find out that we were expecting you. We heard your little heart beating, we saw your little arms moving and feet kicking. You were delicious. You didn't stay with us. One day your beautiful heart was beating, the next, it stopped. I carried you for another week before I delivered you. Your daddy took impeccable care of me, as he always does. The day that I gave birth to you, I tried SO hard to do it home just with daddy, privately. The pain was unbearable that your daddy had to call an ambulance. At 7 pm, I delivered you with daddy at my side. They placed you on my chest and we layed with you for hours. 10 perfect toes, 10 perfect fingers, a perfect head, perfect arms and legs. Gorgeous eyes..... A cute little nose, your daddy's little chin..... Just perfect. Listening to your daddy crying for his "little buddy, his boy, his son" is gut wrenching. We love you more than you could ever imagine. Your daddy wanted a son. He got his boy..... You left him..... You left us....... I don't know what went wrong. I'm SO sorry my boy, I'm SO sorry. We will try to give you a brother or sister and I pray he or she can find it in their precious heart not to visit with you just yet. I LOVE and cherish you my little guy. Your Mommy