Dear Oliver, Happy 6 month Birthday

I can't believe it has been 6 months already. Time is going by so quickly, yet so slow. There are so many things I want to do with you. I want to take pictures of you every month, showing how much you are changing and growing. I wish I would have done more with you while I was pregnant. I tried to make as many memories as possible. We recorded your heartbeat while I was about 6 months pregnant with you. I had read that other mothers had done that as keepsakes with their babies. I am so glad we did that. I haven't listened to it in awhile. It instantly breaks my heart to hear it. I remember the day we recorded it. I was laying in bed and your Daddy recorded it on his phone. The gel would make you move and you would always push back on the wand. I loved to see you wiggle while we tried to listen to you. You already had a little wild personality. We listened to your heartbeat so much. It truly comforted me - because it meant we were still together. I feel like I failed you, being so sad while I was pregnant with you. I tried to stay positive and think positive, but I knew that we wouldn't be together for as long as we wanted. Part of me wanted to enjoy every second of it, and part of me wanted to go to sleep and wake up to all of this being a nightmare.

We miss you & love you
More than we can even express. 
Our love for you continues to grow. 
Everyday without you is a struggle, 
but I know that as each day passes, 
is a day closer to being with you again. 

Happy 6 months baby boy. I love you. 

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