29/12/2007
Well Bailey, another christmas has been and gone without you. This time last year I was in hospital with your baby brother but this year I had so much time to think about you and what it would be like to have you here with us.
There is not a day goes past that I don't think about you and try to imagine what you would look like or what sort of personality you would have but at christmas time I suppose that is all magnified. What would I be buying you for Christmas? Would you be into Bob the builder or postman Pat? Teletubbies or tweenies? I would give anything to have been able to buy you all those things but instead we got to buy you flowers and a little christmas tree for your grave. I didn't get to tell you about Santa and the reindeers. I didn't get to see your face light up or crumple when you got to meet him.
I know you are with me Bailey. You send me little white feathers when I'm feeling low. I gather them up and put them in your box and they mean so much but I would give the world to be able to see you and touch you. I miss you so so much. You really were the most amazing wee man!
