Today is your due date...the day you should have been born. Though I highly suspect you would have made your entrance into this world a few weeks ago, this is the only date I have to recognize you. It's hard to believe 7 months have gone by since we said goodbye to you. I still think of you every day, but it's not with the profound sadness that I carried back then. I think about who you would look like, what your personality would be, but mostly I wonder if you were a boy or a girl.
The fact that I can't name you is what really hurts my heart. The fact that you're only known to your Daddy and I as "Baby" hurts my heart. You should have a name. You deserve a name. But nameless you remain. Maybe one day, Daddy and I will find something that fits you.
You will always be loved. You will never be forgotten.