To My Baby Boy I’ll Never Meet
Monday, January 7. A day I wish I could erase, but that morning is burned in my brain. Your Daddy had just seen you for the first time and I had finally gotten to see you on an ultrasound machine that wasn’t from the dark ages. We had just fallen even more in love with you being able to see you so clearly on the screen. I kept trying to peak between your legs to see if you were a boy or a girl, even though I knew at only 12 weeks gestation that was unlikely to be determined….