In the final weeks before you were born, we discovered you were in a Frank Breech position and I would need a c-section. Our many doctor visits would reveal a heart beat that sounded like a racetrack and that made me happy. We knew you were still with us. The best sound in the whole world.

I sang silly made up songs and hugged my tummy. Prepared your baby things. Your Aunt Bonni let us borrow her children's baby bassinet. Grandma Bettie sewed a Winnie-the-Pooh bumper and sheets for it. We still had until January, but were expecting your arrival.

I tried to say focused on NOW and not get too ahead of myself. We had to wait for more information. And you were the only one who could reveal that to us.

We hoped we could meet you, even if it was only for a little while.