There are so many things I want to say here - so many things I need to say. But they have to wait.
I wish you were here Sawyer. I just want you here with me. At night, I pray to you before I fall asleep. My eyes closed, trying to remember the feel of your skin against mine. Your head was so soft and smelled sweet and beautiful. I want to kiss you again, but instead - I kiss your grave.
I keep your blanket against my chest when I sleep - it's the only comfort I have.
Sometimes, I feel you kicking me. I know it's you because I've never felt anything so close to that in my life - and I can't explain it.
I miss you, sweet baby.
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I believe you. <3 I've felt Cora once or twice kicking. I love you.
Hugs to you, my friend.
Sending you love and hugs today. This six month angelversary coming up has become a tough one. If you need to talk, you know how to find me.
~C
Thinking of you... funny, I sometimes think I feel the kicking too... amazing what we can actually feel if we BELIEVE.
I have felt kicking a few times since Claire died, I had never felt anything like that before my pregnancy with her and I just know in my heart that they are little reminders from her that she is still with me :) God Bless are sweet little angels always watching out for us.
Jacob was born on June 1 as well, but had already passed away before that. I also sleep with his blanket, either against my face or on my chest. And I swear I still feel kicking sometimes. I'm glad I'm not the only one.
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