My boy

Last year at this time I was anxiously awaiting the call to say your birth mom had gone into labor and I could come get your. I was also getting ready for my baby shower. I couldn't have been more excited and ready to see you, little man. Little did I know that I would get the call that very day. You came quickly and I got to hold you moments after you were born. I loved you the second I set eyes on you and couldn't wait to be your mommy.

Today you are one somewhere. It's been 11 months since I got to hold you, 11 long, lonely months. I wish I had a magic mirror into your world so I could check on you and make sure you are safe and sound. I miss you always. I wish I got to be the mommy who held you every day. Instead, I'm the mommy you'll never know you had, but the mommy who prays for you all the time. Love you so much little man.