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Dear Mitch,
As I watch it snow I realize this will be the last time I watch this without you being here. Tomorrow is the last time I go to work without knowing your face. Friday is the last day I will get out of bed without you. I'm so excited to meet you my little man. 

I have so much I want to share with you and my heart is so full, ready to love you. You see, I've always wanted a son. I feel a bond between a mother and son is unbreakable. 

Your sister taught me how to love unconditionally but I believe you will continue that journey in my heart. 

I want to give you sage advice about life and tell you something really remarkable but to be honest all I want to do is love you. If I do that right then I feel everything else in your life with make sense and have more meaning. I read this quote that said "men are what their mothers made them". No pressure right? Although I have a feeling you'll be more of the teacher and I will learn so much from you. 

So for the last time without you by my side let me say I can't wait to meet you!

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