I looked into your eyes today while we were in the kitchen and my mind went back to the moment your mom told us about you (in the kitchen). She told us she was pregnant and I immediately fell in love with you; I wanted to be your Godmother before I knew who you were. I started praying for you, dreaming of what you’d look like, and continued to smile. Your mom found out she was sick while she was pregnant with you and we met sooner than expected. I barely got sleep the 3 days you were in the hospital before you were born. I remember your mom wanted you to be born on the 7th just like your brother, she played music for you while you were in her belly, she fought for you. You were born and my life has never felt so peaceful. I continued to pray for your mom and you- you were so tiny.