12/25/2025
💚❤️🤍
Merry Christmas to my baby that should be here opening gifts but isn’t.
You should be here today.
In footed pajamas.
Surrounded by torn paper and noise.
Making this morning feel complete.
Instead, you are carried quietly.
In my chest.
In the way I pause a little longer today.
In the love that never found a place to land.
I think about you more on days like this.
Who you would’ve looked like.
Where your stocking would be.
How different this room would feel.
Christmas still came.
Joy still showed up.
But so did the ache.
You are loved beyond measure.
You are deeply missed.
You are forever mine.
Merry Christmas, sweet baby.
©️Momming On Empty