Dear Olivia,
My precious little one, I will spend my earthly lifetime wondering so many things about you. Not a day or even an hour goes by that I don’t think about you. Each day it’s a little more real and a little sadder that you’re not in my tummy. Each day is closer to the day that should have been the first of your lifetime. When I was pregnant with you, I noted daily how big you were and what new things were functioning in your new little body. I already had so many plans for you. It’s so hard for me to grasp that this life was stolen from you. I’m so sad but I rejoice in our eternity.
Your sister Emma talks about you all the time. You are still her “sister baby”. She told us from the beginning that you were a girl. I dreamt of the day I would see her hold you in her arms. Ugh. Wow. She knows where you are though, as much as a 3 year old is capable, she knows you are with Jesus and she frequently asks me what I think you are doing with Him.
Your brother, Wesley, is a little too young to understand that he’s missing a sister here. As he gets older though, and he learns about you and your story, just like he’s going to “protect“ his sister Emma, I think he’s going to fight for you and your cause. He has such a big heart; he would love to have taken care of you here.
You are so loved little one, I wanted you to tell you that again today.
Love,
Mommy