Harrison was one of our smallest boys. Only 8pound and 14 ounces. In this photo he looks so small. Harrison was long though, 55cm, He was so gorgeous. I was surprised when they told us his weight. I really did think he was going to be heavier. When I was pregnant with him, he felt huge, I guess that didn't help with how much fluid I had either. You look like your daddy in this photo. People since knowing about Harrison seem to like to tell you of this story that this baby lived only 2 hours and this one lived only 3 months, I know as a mother who has lost a baby, no time is never enough, I feel for those that have still borns, or even those that lose there baby after 2 hours. I feel like the 28 hours I got just wasn't enough and I would give anything for another hour. I would give anything for 3 months worth of memories, I guess though those people that had 3 months wish for more as well. I think of Harrison as my little wings. We did a slide show at his funeral and had the song from Celine Dion Fly, it this song she mentions littlle wings. That 'little wings' phrasing has just stuck. So I think of Harrison as an angel with little wings. I often wonder if God lets them look down on earth? Does God give them messages from us? I wish I knew, I often ask God to pass on a message to him, so I hope he does.
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