This is a casting made from his hand and foot. I just love it.
This was his baby blanket that he was wrapped up in when we held him.
The bag holds a lock of his hair, and the ribbon is to show the length from the top of his head to his itty bitty toes. :)
As any mom knows, after your baby is born you have an incredible awareness of their lifespan. When people come up and ask you how old, you can usually answer to the day . . . "oh, he'll be four months old in six days," and so on. So I guess I shouldn't be surprised that even when you lose your baby you still think about those moments. That's how it was for me this weekend; I couldn't stop thinking about how he would be two months old today. I was trying to remember what he would be doing . . . probably giving us those sweet little smiles and cooing. He'd be filling out his 0-3 month clothes a little better and not swimming in them.
I really wish he was here.











