A Heavenly Christmas

This was supposed to have been our first Christmas together, but God had other plans for you. I'm supposed to be spoiling you like crazy; instead, I have to put flowers on your grave and remind myself that I won't be able to see my baby girl again. My heart still hurts and I still can't believe that this has happened to us. I shouldn't feel the way that I do. I shouldn't be as emotional as I am . . . no. I should be looking into your eyes and reminding you of how beautiful you are everyday. I should also be making your bottles, changing your diapers, rubbing your back and singing to you whenever you cry. Instead, I'm talking to you through this blog. One thing I will say is: it was all worth it baby girl. If it were possible, I would definitely go through everything I went through to have you in my arms again: the back and abdomen aches, the weight gain, the swollen feet . . . and might I add the long hair. I named you "Heavenly-Miracle" because that's exactly what you are. You were heaven-sent just for me and I wouldn't trade you for anything or anyone else in this world.  This is going to be one long journey, but I definitely will represent your name to the fullest. I love you and I'll never, ever forget you Ma-Ma.

❤Merry Christmas Heavenly . . . Mommy loves you❤