I was at the hospital late last night sitting next to my sweet little Hughie. The nights are more quiet than the days and are almost serene. I enjoyed the quietness with my son. At night Hughie gets weighed and in order to do this, he has to be lifted off his bed for a short moment to zero out the scale that is under him. His considerate nurse let me lift him up for that short moment last night. I'm overcome with emotion just thinking about it now. This was the first time I have ever held my son. It was so wonderful to feel his tender skin on my hands. I wish it could have lasted longer...but I feel so blessed to have had this opportunity to hold him. Hughie is two weeks old! The past two weeks have been so hard, in so many ways. Sometimes I feel like I'm in a dream and everything is just happening around me. But as a mother, I live for sweet moments like last night, lifting my son...even if it was only for seconds.
**I am off to the hospital to try and make rounds...I will update this evening about the new plans for Hughie's care**
2 comments:
Thanks for the time you take to post the updates and the pictures of your sweet little son! [I'm Jess Patch's mother in law; and I know Hugh's parents from long ago at BYU.] She told me about the challenges of your little one and sent me your blog link so I could see him. I just wanted to tell you that I wish each of you every blessing and you're in my prayers.
i'm so glad you got to hold him, even if it was for just a brief moment. i love watching you touch him and take care of him at the hospital.
i love you.
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