3 weeks

And the countdown continues.

I just realized Christmas DAY will be 5 weeks since we lost our son. So strange to think if he had made it just to Christmas, this might be a different life we are living. Who knows though. You can't drive yourself insane with the what if's. It doesn't change anything. I really try to desperately push those thoughts out of my mind. I can't, however, stop imagining how things would have been with our sweet angel here on earth with us.

Sleep still continues to elude me some. Wes and I were both up very late last night/early this morning. No sleep+anxiety does not make for a pleasant Allison. I am pretty pooped tonight, so, hopefully I'll get some good rest.

We miss you Wyatt. Thank you for touching our hearts and our lives.