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32 Weeks

Dear Aaron,

Happy 32 week Heaven Day peanut! Tonight daddy and I went to a meeting for the March of Dimes about Walk America. We're going to get a team together and do the walk in your memory this year. Talk about timing, it's on April 29th, one day after your birthday. They obviously do the walk the same weekend every year, because I can remember being in the hospital last year and seeing the commercials and a news story about the walk and about prematurity and sitting there just crying. I wish we could be doing this walk pushing you in the stroller telling people our success story, but I am just as proud to walk it as your mommy and make sure everyone knows all about you! We also took a tour of the NICU tonight. That was kind of interesting seeing a different NICU. Still brings those memories RIGHT back though. Seeing those tiny babies and remembering how small you really were. And speaking of those memories...we were visiting a new church again for the second time on Sunday and at the end of the service the pastor diverged from the bulletin and asked us to sing "Jesus Loves Me". That is one song I will never be able to sing without crying again. When I was pregnant I sang that to you EVERY day on my way to and from work several times (along with "You are My Sunshine" and once we knew you were a boy "Take me Out to the Ballgame"). After your were born, I would sing those songs to you and you would open your eyes and look right at me or squeeze my finger. Then of course we sang "Jesus Loves Me" at your memorial service. Every time I sing that song I cry, but I still have to try because I am singing it to you...every time...

I love you peanut! You are still and always will be my sunshine.

Millions of hugs and kisses,
Mommy
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Anonymous said…
keep on singing, Nikki! Aaron still loves to have you sing to him. Love, Mom
8:40 PM
Anonymous said…
hugs!
11:35 PM
Anonymous said…
Found your website through Dottie's. Just wanted to tell you how truly sorry I am for your loss. Your blog is beautiful and a testament to the love you have for your son. He was lucky to have felt it here on earth and lucky to continue to feel it in heaven. Just wanted to send peace to you in the upcoming new year.

Jennifer
12:50 AM
Anonymous said…
I also have followed your story through DWLZ and I wanted to say how sorry I am at the loss of your beautiful son. Your tributes to him on this website are truly one of most beautiful things that I have ever seen God Bless both of you and may each day bring you healing.

Laura
1:18 AM
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