Last week I finally got to get a tattoo of my son's initials and now that I look down at it everyday, I seem to cry a lot more and harder than usual.. more and more everyday it doesn't seem real that I lost him almost 3 years ago in April. Even though I was so young to have been pregnant, he instantly became my source of happiness the moment I found out I was going to have him. I miss my baby so much and I wish it wasn't so painful to know that he is in a better place😭😭