For weeks Noah has noticed the photo I have of William on my tallboy. Usually he will point to it and call the baby in the picture "No - No" (the name he calls himself). I would correct him and tell him that it was his big brother William.
Yesterday he came in for his morning snuggle. He pointed to the photo again but this time he uttered… ‘that’s my Yillium’ (William). The tears started to come but before one could fall Noah spoke again… ‘brudder’ he said. I reached up and gave him the photo, which he kissed and I howled.
He will never know his big brother. They looked so much alike at birth. I think they would have been good friends.
October the 15th is Rememberence Day for all the babes who have lost their lives through miscarriage, stillbirth and neonatal death.
Every year we are invited to go to the hospital, where William took his last breath, for a memorial service. It seems,like last year, that I cannot bring myself to go but I will never forget those five precious days that we were able to share with him. Five days of memories that have to last a lifetime.