Shopping may not cure the missing, but it helps.

Dear Sweet little,

Mama's been keeping herself busy searching for clothes for you and your brother.
Shopping may not be the cure, but it is a good remedy for all the missing we're doing over here.
Waiting has never been my strong point,
and waiting for two of my babies to get here is making me lonesome and anxious.
My arms ache and I wonder if you're being held, rocked, kissed.
Finley laughs and I wonder if you've smiled yet, and if that smile has dimples like his.
I wonder if you've seen the sun , or if you're still growing in your birth mama's womb like your brother is in mine.
We miss you lots and love you just as much.
I can't wait to cuddle you in my arms and whisper in your ears that you are where you belong.
All my love.
Mama

Today...

...I'm thinking of you my sweet little one.

I bought you and your brother the coolest pair of kicks yesterday. 

They were totally unnecessary, but more then ever worth it. 

Still no word from our social worker. 

I'm starting to think that you might not get here before your brother after all, 

and that makes me sad. 

I had pictured you to be a winter baby. 

I had pictured you asleep on my tummy.

A few months of bonding with your Papa and Finley and I before baby brother makes his appearance. 

I miss you so. 

Hugs and love where ever you are today. 

Know that you are loved more then you can even imagine, 

and hoped for with ever fiber of my being. 

I can't wait to snuggle you.

xxoo