So many changes

Your brother turned 5 on the 23rd and today was Easter. I have missed you so much this week, I can't even tell you how much. You should be 8 years old. You should be playing big sister. You should be going to school and doing so much. I finally got my tattoo for you. It's a infant loss ribbon with your name above it and a semicolon next to it. It is on my arm above the tattoo I have for your brother. As much as I wanted my journey as a mother to end with you, because I was scared that you'd have more siblings with you than with me, it didn't. I had your brother and he is healthy and happy or as happy as he can be with his life.