Happy Birthday!
Two years have gone much too fast. It seems like just yesterday when I last held you in my arms. I still remember your sweet scent, and calming coos. Hearing your voice meant everything was going well. You were alive. You existed. And, you filled my heart until it was overflowing with pure love.
I am honored to have known you for those 9 months. You already had developed quite the personality in that short period of time.
You were strong, fighting against all odds.
You were social, reacting to different people's voices.
You were stubborn. Every time your dad went to feel you move inside my tummy, you'd stop...until you finally succumbed or "behaved" on Christmas Eve.
You were advanced for your condition, sucking my finger even though doctors didn't think you could use those muscles.
You were particular. You didn't appreciate the flash from cameras, and didn't enjoy having your clothes changed.
You were patient. Fighting until the end, allowing all your closest family and friends to hear your sweet voice and rub your precious cheeks.
You were brave. You took your last breath in mommy's arms.
I can't wait to see you again. I will always remember you. You will always be my firstborn son. Happy 2nd Birthday!
Love,
Mom
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