I would welcome my baby Addison in about 12-13 weeks. I can't believe how much time has passed by. It's very diffcult. I miss her so much. I envision what she would look like and how her personality would be. I wish I could see her sweet little face, but that's not going to happen. Sometimes I wake up and hope that it was just a dream...that I am magically still pregnant. I open my eyes in the morning realize that it is all real. Each day that passes by makes it harder to want to stay awake. I wonder if she knows that I'm her mommy. Does she know how much I love her and how much I wanted her? Does she love me? Does she know that nothing and nobody can ever replace her?
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