It's become a bit of a habit for me to miss writing to you on your exact date, but this month I think there was a special reason you wanted me to wait until today.
I had the most wonderful encounter this morning. First of all, I missed you on the 7th because your brother hasn't been well. A few trips to the paediatrician has revealed a bronchiolitis infection. So he has required a lot of extra cuddles which leaves no hands for typing. But today, while at the hospital for a follow up appointment, I ran into my OB. She spotted me and came over to tell me this:
A few weeks ago she was on call when a woman lost her baby. She and the nurses were able to provide the new mom with the memory box we donated on your first birthday. Together they went through the box and used the items to make memories with their baby. My OB told me how much this meant to the woman and her family. I included some of my social media contacts in the box and my OB mentioned that the woman was hoping to connect with me some day. I hope she does. I'm sad someone needed to use the box, but I'm so happy it could bring such comfort.
It does my heart such good to know that because of your life we are able to help others through their hard times.
I just wanted to let you know that in this way you're not only special to me, but I think, to the world.
Happy 16 Months, Baby Boy.