So what if I am feeling extra sad this week because of someone I don't even know who lost their baby.
I have been following Lora at Raising Steppe Sisters for a long time now. I watched as her belly grew when she got pregnant with her son, Harper. I waited for updates on how little Harper was doing when he was born way early at 26 weeks. I thought about how lucky I am to have a nephew who was also born at 26 weeks and who is a strong and healthy 11 year old today.
I stalked her Instagram for pictures of her sweet little guy while he was in the hospital, waiting for the news that he could go home. I cried some happy tears when I discovered she had, in fact, taken little Harper home, finally, after four long months in the NICU. I waited patiently for updates when, after three weeks of being at home, little Harper was rushed to the hospital with breathing issues.
And then it happened.
Little Harper earned his angel wings.
I don't even know this woman personally but every time I think about this poor little boy it brings me to tears. I just can't even imagine what she is going through. And she is so strong. I could only hope to have an ounce of her strength.
I am not good when it comes to loss, especially the loss of a child. I can't bare the thought of it. I know that if anything ever happened to my children, I would fall into a very deep pit of despair and I'm not sure how I would get out of it.
So this week, I am sad. Sad for Lora and her family for losing this sweet little boy who fought so hard for his life.
I am also hugging my kids a little tighter and showering them with a few hundred more kisses because I know that our time isn't promised.
Whether you know Lora's story already or are hearing it for the first time, please put her and her family in your thoughts and prayers. .
I have been following Lora at Raising Steppe Sisters for a long time now. I watched as her belly grew when she got pregnant with her son, Harper. I waited for updates on how little Harper was doing when he was born way early at 26 weeks. I thought about how lucky I am to have a nephew who was also born at 26 weeks and who is a strong and healthy 11 year old today.
I stalked her Instagram for pictures of her sweet little guy while he was in the hospital, waiting for the news that he could go home. I cried some happy tears when I discovered she had, in fact, taken little Harper home, finally, after four long months in the NICU. I waited patiently for updates when, after three weeks of being at home, little Harper was rushed to the hospital with breathing issues.
And then it happened.
Little Harper earned his angel wings.
I don't even know this woman personally but every time I think about this poor little boy it brings me to tears. I just can't even imagine what she is going through. And she is so strong. I could only hope to have an ounce of her strength.
I am not good when it comes to loss, especially the loss of a child. I can't bare the thought of it. I know that if anything ever happened to my children, I would fall into a very deep pit of despair and I'm not sure how I would get out of it.
So this week, I am sad. Sad for Lora and her family for losing this sweet little boy who fought so hard for his life.
I am also hugging my kids a little tighter and showering them with a few hundred more kisses because I know that our time isn't promised.
Whether you know Lora's story already or are hearing it for the first time, please put her and her family in your thoughts and prayers. .
I read about her loss too -- very heartbreaking! Makes you really treasure your family.
ReplyDeleteWhen I was younger and my mom would tell us that she loved us more than anything in the world, and that if anything happened to us she would go insane and would need to be committed to an institution, I didn't get it. Now as a mother, I understand. I cant and I don't want to imagine anything happening to my baby...I understand now why my mom was so protective of us, and how lucky we all are to be spared the things that she couldn't protect us from. I feel terrible for all mothers who live through losses, and pray for their strength. :[
ReplyDeleteI often have rough days dealing with Alex's deafness and all the hard work we have ahead of us, but when I read stories like this, I thank my lucky stars it's only deafness.
ReplyDeleteThis story broke my heart.