My baby girl is growing up so fast. I still can't believe that I've been blessed to be her momma for three years now.
I sit here thinking about Miss Bug growing up and getting older and it brings my Angel to the front of my mind. I should be so happy right now because we get to celebrate another year of the bright light Bug brings to the world, but I can't help thinking that I never got to hold, kiss, cuddle, and celebrate my Angel. I will never be able to do anything but wonder what she would be like; who would she have taken after; how would she have changed where my life is right now.
I love both my babies and I am trying to not let missing my Angel disrupt my duty to my Bug, but some days are a lot harder than others. It also doesn't help that I am so ready to make Miss Bug a big sister and that I see so many people either finding out they're pregnant or having a new baby. There's so many babies that are popping up on my FB news feed and it makes my heart hurt. I see little girls turning five and it all hurts. I should be planning my Angel's fifth birthday party, like other moms, but I'm not; I only get to think about what could have been and feel my heart break everyday.
