Wednesday, September 16, 2015

Hope

Hope was a constant theme of our pregnancy with William. We always had hope. Even before we knew anything was wrong, we hoped for a normal pregnancy. Then at the first indication that something may be wrong, we hoped the doctors were mistaken. When we knew the doctors were probably right, we hoped he'd become better after birth.

We hoped our hearts out the day he was born.

Even hours later when William's doctor said, "It's come to that time..." - even when we knew he was dying we held onto it.

Hope did not vanish all at once. It lingered. I remember Tommy handing me our little guy and placing him on my chest. He wiggled and squirmed right into me. A nurse later told me that he looked content, like he was back where he felt most comfortable. Kate told me that he opened his eyes a bit :)

Were we in shock? Maybe. But we were still hoping that by some miracle of unwavering, parental love - a power only we could give him - he'd pull through.

It was in between that special time we had holding him that we loosened our grip on hope and let the grace of God shine down on us. It's hard to explain everything we felt. Loss for words, drained of energy, we sort of felt like everything was over; his struggle, our pregnancy, the waiting, the worry. But not everything was over - we know now that his life wasn't truly over, he lives on.

We poured all our love over him. He gave it right back. We believe this exchange of love is intertwined within every molecule of our body. We've never felt more connected with any other person. We are a trio.

Now, we hold onto a new hope. It's too scary to think we could lose another baby. So instead we will continue hoping for a healthy baby.

We'd like to share a little poem with you today and a photo of his perfect little foot.

Hope is the thing with feathers
That perches in the soul
And sings the tune without the words
And never stops - at all
                                      Emily Dickinson


William's little foot, the most perfect foot we've ever seen

Love to all,
Liz and Tom

8 comments:

  1. Prior to reading your journal entries; I had no idea how well spoke you are. As cousins we don't see this side of each other and I am enjoying hearing your thoughts and being part of this process with you. You are always in my thoughts.

    I believe in hope! I hope to see William in heaven, I hope he is making our grandparents happy, I hope you and Tom continue to love, live and pray. I hope each day we all have the strength to learn and grow towards a beautiful future.

    With love, Megan

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    1. That's exactly what I hoped for in this blog, to be able to share and have people be part of it. Thanks, Megan :)

      Love you too xoxo

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  2. William brought out, and continues to bring out, the hope in all of us reading your posts because of the hope his mom and dad have and still have. You two are truly amazing people.

    I love that Dickinson quote- mostly the part about perching in the soul. I think it speaks so well to the silent, internal feelings of hope... And how hope is never stopping. May we all always have hope.

    ❤️❤️❤️

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  3. I love this picture of William's little foot. And yes, I agree, hope never ends, it changes. We do hope for a healthy baby to come into this world again and share his or her special uniqueness, just as William did in his short life on earth. I am so happy the memories and thoughts of his being still bring happiness and hope. Thank you, Liz for sharing your thoughts and hopes. Loving you all...you trio of our little family.

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    1. His feet were so cute. We remember holding them in our hands and examining them. They were so soft and just, well perfect. I think he got his Daddy's feet. The mid-day sun was shining in from the window, I am so glad I thought to snap a photo. I wish we had more photos, but I'm glad we have this one. It's priceless.

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  4. Liz, thank you for continuing to post on this blog and share your and Tom's journey with us. I think of you so often and wonder how you and Tom are doing. I love the photo of William's feet; in fact the photo of his little feet from his Memorial service is on my fridge and I see it every day. Love and hugs from your cousin...

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    1. Hi, Mary! I'm so glad to hear from you. Tom and I are doing good. We just came back home this morning from big trip. It was overall good, still some ups and downs. More ups though. It's good to be home and looking toward making the rest of the year a good one. I'm so happy that William's cute little footprints are posted on your fridge :)

      Hugs and love back,
      L&T

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