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14 Weeks

Well you get 3 posts for the price of one today :) Regardless, I couldn't go without my weekly letter to Aaron!

Dear Aaron,

Hi peanut! Happy 14 week Heaven Day! I was getting ready this morning and for some reason flashed back to me on the operating table. I heard your first cry again plain as day. I can remember laying there and after awhile just hearing 2 sharp cries. Not quite what you normally hear from a newborn, but I remember looking at your daddy and both of us were crying. I was impressed that your cry was that loud for your size and I was so happy to hear you cry. Daddy said he wanted to just jump up and go make you all better. They told us after that we wouldn't hear you cry anymore, but just because you were on the ventilator. After that I got used to looking at your face to see if you were crying or fussy. Even if I couldn't hear you I could tell. Then for awhile you were on CPAP and we could hear you crying then. It was so quiet and so cute - you weren't really much for diaper changing, and that's one of the things I looked forward to the most. It was one thing that I could do for you. You were a champion at peeing for a long time. You constantly peed right out the diaper and all over your bed. The nurses constantly had to change your bedding because of it. That made it even harder for us when you just stopped then. We couldn't understand it!

I will never forget the few cries I got to hear or the way your face scrunched up when I couldn't hear you crying. Every morning the first thing I do is look at your picture. Your nose was still my absolute favorite. I loved that you had my nose! I miss you Aaron, as always. We'll be walking the mall this weekend so we can "introduce" you to even more people.

I love you Aaron! I wish I knew what you were doing right now :)

Hugs and kisses,
Mommy

Comments

Anonymous said…
We miss Aaron too! I hope you are feeling better . . . we love you two!

Tracey
Anonymous said…
As Claire says, "I wish Aaron was still here".

I have a picture of you holding Aaron on my computer desktop and it's one of my favorites. It really shows off his cute, little "Nikki" nose.

We miss you buddy! Love, Grandma W

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