I can still remember the sheer horror of that day - there's no way to describe how awful it was. My baby would have been almost 5 months old now. I've always felt like that baby was a girl. We never named her but lately I've been thinking of her as Faith. 
During that time even though I was just devestated and it felt like the world was ending, my faith in God gave me hope ~ I think my faith grew stronger because of the way God was there for both me and Dh. So to my sweet baby Faith, Mommy loves you and misses you baby.
I only had you for a short time- I wish I could hold you and give you hugs and kisses. 
I'll never forget you, and I'll see you someday in Heaven. I love you!