If that horrible haematoma hadn't stolen you away when you were still growing in my body, you would be here today. You would be 2 years, 5 months and 6 days old going by your due date of 24th April 2009.
I am staying with some friends who have a little boy who would be the perfect playmate for you, he's just a bit younger than you would be now. I have no doubt you would be taller than him because I know you would have inherited your dad's height. I wonder if you'd have full lips and dark brown hair just like him too, or would you be a little blondie like I was?
You'd probably be speaking almost in full sentences, a mixture of English and Australian accents in your words. And you'd love talking on the phone to your Nanna and Grandpa in Sydney too. And your uncles Matty & John, they'd be really excited to be on their way here in a few weeks' time to come and meet you in person.
I feel so sad, knowing that I will never know you, my son.
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