This is how you looked when you came into this world – brand new, so vulnerable, so in need of protection and love. A tiny bundle of freshly minted humanity with so much promise and potential, so deserving of nothing but the very, very best. The world very definitely owed you everything that it could give you – and who would not want to…?
Today you would be four years old and reaching that very important milestone of becoming a little boy, no longer being a toddler. You would be out of nappies now and learning how to feed yourself, you will have learned songs at nursery school and how to paint and draw pictures to stick up on the fridge for everyone to see. You know all about Santa Claus and the Easter Bunny, the tooth fairy has not yet been to see you but you know you will get a pound when she does.
Life seems pretty good when you are four years old and with so many birthdays yet to come it does not seem as though it can get any better. Life does get better little Peter, all children deserve it for life to get as good as it can get and you certainly can expect so many wonderful things to happen for you. Soon it will be time to go to school where life will open up so many more of it’s secrets and mysteries – learning to read and to write, seeing how the word ‘Peter’ looks when you first write it in your childlike scrawl. Making friends, lots of friends, will happen easily and the little girls will go crazy for your silky blonde hair and cornflower-blue eyes.
Today you would be four years into your journey through life and still just setting out on that magical trip called ‘childhood’, you have such a long way to go and at times that road will be bumpy but you will be lucky because there will be plenty of gentle hands to catch you when you fall and guide you back along your way. Today it is the 1st March 2010 and you should be turning four years old, but you are not and we know that only too well, instead you will be forever that beautiful 17 month old baby boy who left us too soon and never got to know just how wonderful life could have been. I like to think that the above words describe your life, had you lived, as it would have been – full of happiness, kindness and love…everyone’s favourite little boy. If only…
But today you are four years old and you will remain our very special little boy forever, every child deserves a birthday and today we celebrate yours as it should have been.
Happy 4th Birthday Peter 
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Oh Wendy…that was so sweet. It definately brought the tears. Happy birthday to our little angel Peter. I wish he were here to celebrate his big day. He is in my thoughts and prayers today and always.
Thankyou. For a child to be robbed of their future and life in such a way is just so, so wrong. And it happens far too often. I have five sons and on every birthday, each year, I recall the day of their birth – I wonder what his mother is doing today…
I have thought of Peter often today but I think of him every day and I think I always will. Such a beautiful baby , to think how many people would have given anything to have loved and cherished him but of course no one got the chance because no one helped him. If only he could have felt a little of that love when he was alive ,how could his mother have just thrown away his little life before it had begun. I don’t know what was so special about Peter but I do believe he was special and that beautiful ,innocent little face will forever remind us how spectacularly we as a society failed him.
I wonder if his “mother” has thought about him today- I don’t imagine she has
let it ruin her day ,for people like her it is always someone else’s fault .
I have never really been a religious person but I do now pray that Peter is in a better place while we remember what should have been his fourth birthday.
Rest in peace Peter.
I would bet she does not even remember that he was born on this day four years ago, that child was just a disposable commodity in her life.
Si dice che l’Amore sia impercettibile, ma io lo sento. Si dice ch la rabbia sia muta, ma io la odo. Si dice che l’odio non conosca confini, ed è vero. Se tutto questo è reale, io continuerò ad odiare per sempre chi ti ha fatto questo e ti amerò con tutto l’smore di una madre che è fiera di avere i suoi 2 figli e un ometto accanto a se e continuerò a farlo x sempre perchè non voglio e non posso dimenticarti, mio piccolo Angelo. Auguri per i tuoi 4 anni in Pace.
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Si dice che l’amore sia impercettibile, ma io lo sento. Si dice che la rabbia sia muta, ma io la odo. Si dice che l’odio non conosca confini, ed è vero, io continerò ad odiare x sempre chi ti ha fatto questo e ti amerò con l’amore di una madre, che è fiera di avere i suoi 2 figli ed un piccolo ometto al proprio fianco e continuerò a farlo per il resto della mia vita perchè non posso e non voglio dimenticarti, mio piccolo Angelo. Auguri per il tuo 4 compleanno in Pace.
i agree, i need some tissues. what a cute little boy. wish he were mine.
Dear Baby Peter,
I hope your suffering will cause Social Services to drug test all welfare recipients who have minor children. Perhaps this would spare other unfortunate children from suffering your fate. I look at your pictures often and think of you daily. I believe you would have grown up to be a fine man if you had been given any opportunity. Your entire family and support system failed you and that adds to the sadness of your life. How cruel that such a precious person as you could be treated so horribly. I wish you could have been born to a deserving family. I love you!