Stylish baby

Dear Baby,

Mama bought you some cool new pants a few weeks ago. I can't wait to see you in them. If you're anything like your brother, you'll be able to rock them like they were made for you, which, in theory, I guess they were. I got pants for baby you, pants for toddling you, and pants for Finn to wear now and you to grow into. I also scored a darling little hat yesterday that will keep your little head nice and toasty this spring.

I'm missing you everyday and can't wait to kiss your little toes.

Hugs and Kisses.

Mama

Missing you

Dear Baby,
No new news, but I'm thinking of you today as I always seem to find myself doing these days.
As I do dishes I'm wondering where you are.
If you've been born yet.
If your first mama pats her belly and sings lullabies to you, or if you're breathing air, seeing light and bundled in blankets today.
Are you getting rocked to sleep at bedtime?
We talk of you daily, Finley, Daddy and I, and not a day goes by that we don't miss you.
I know it's hard to imagine missing someone you haven't met yet, but I do miss you. 
Terribly.
There's an empty spot in my arms, close to my heart, where you should be. 
There's this feeling that the three of us are no longer complete like we used to be.
That something is missing.
And sometimes my heart aches so bad I don't know if I'll be able to stand the hours and days until I get to see your face, hold you in my arms and know your name.
I love you my sweet little and I can't wait to kiss your cheeks and snuggle you close to me.
Lots of love today and always and forever.
Mama