Dear Andrew,

I'm sitting here thinking about you and hoping your little brother makes his appearance in the next few days.

I was walking by what should have been your crèche this morning and heard the kids outside enjoying the sunshine.  It immediately made me think of you.  The fact that you should be a year old at this point and outside at that crèche playing with all the other children.  Would you be a happy go lucky little boy getting along with all of the other children?  Would you be one of those little kids who gets upset when his parents leave him?  What would you look like now?  What would your personality be like?  I have so many questions about what you would be like now and my imagination runs wild.

I guess it will always be like this.  These little things will make me think of you and I'll always wonder what our life would be like with you in it.  You will always be the person missing from our family no matter how many brothers and sisters come after you.  You'll always be my baby.  A forever baby since I can't imagine what my life would be like with you in it.  I can't see how life should have been.  I imagine it would be a much cheerier life . . .

I love you and miss you forever & always.