I was asked on Saturday if I wanted my hospital bracelets taken off. It was something I didn't even have to think about. I instantly said "no". Now Monday, I have yet to take it off. As does your Dad. It's a part of you baby Ryker. I'm not sure what it does for Daddy, but for me it's like I have a piece of you still with me. I can't hold you, feed you, cuddle you, rock you or sing to you whenever I want. So it fills an empty spot in my heart. Like you are with me. It reminds me of you. Reminds me what it was like when you were in my tummy kicking, and punching, and having the hiccups. What I would give to put you back in. To have you close to me for one more day. As much as I was tire of being pregnant, tired of being tired, and tired of not being able to move. I would give just about anything to have you close to me. You are doing extremely well. We will one day; hopefully sooner than later, be able to have skin contact again. Keep pushing baby, so that I can hold you on my chest. I love you so much!