By today, you would have been close to nine pounds. Your hair would have been darker and thicker and those important feeding reflexes even more ready for latching. And if you were anything like your stubborn sister, who came fourteen days late, this date would have come and gone without much hoopla.
April 4, 2011 has been marked in our minds and hearts for some time now, as we eagerly anticipated your official entrance in the flesh. We think of you constantly and today is no different. We miss you Margot June. We miss what was going to be.
Yes I understand that every life must end,
As we sit alone, I know someday we must go,
I’m a lucky man to count on both hands,
The ones I love.
Stay with me,
Let’s just breathe.
Eddie Vedder. "Just Breathe." Backspacer