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| Taken a few weeks before Emmett's birthday. |
Today is (was?) my due date.
Baby boy would have been considered 40 weeks.
My pregnancy apps told me he would be considered the size of a jackfruit, whatever the heck that even is.
Today is presenting a weird mix of emotions, mostly sadness. I miss our baby boy more than anything. Believe me, I take great comfort and hope knowing he is with Jesus, but mostly I just miss him. I miss his perfectly round cheeks, his sweet little fingers and toes, and his gangly arms and legs.
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Happy due date day, Emmett. Daddy and I wish you were still here. We miss you more than we will ever be able to express…we love you, sweet baby. Love, Mama
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