Dear Baby,
I might be wrong. You may not really exist. But, I think you do. And because my last pregnancy, with your brother, Max, only lasted 12 weeks, I want to make sure I enjoy every second of you - whether you live for days, weeks, months or years.
I have spent the last few months mourning, but now I am crying for sheer joy. This will be a bittersweet period of my life, knowing that I lost one baby to have another, but I know it will all be worth the pain in the end. You will be worth the pain.
I can't wait to meet you! I hope that it will be on earth, and not in heaven, but I'm so happy to know that I will meet you someday. No matter what.
I love you, Baby. Welcome to our family!
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