Cuddles

Most mornings, after Samantha wakes up all smiles, I take her into my bed to feed her and we just lie and cuddle together. I love seeing her smile in the mornings. She wakes up in such a good mood. She eats her "breakfast" and then is so happy to cuddle with me. It makes me happy. But then my mind wanders and all I can think about is how I wish Jack could cuddle with us. I imagine a one year old in bed with us laughing and smiling. It pains me to know that throughout our future we will never be able to hold our son. Ever.