Saturday, June 9, 2012

Frank's first bath


When we found out his heart had stopped, the one thing I wanted to do for Frank was give him a bath.  I don't know why it was important to me, but it was.  Because he was so early, his skin was extra delicate.  We could only give him a sponge bath and it was actually done by our nurse using little cotton balls and baby shampoo.  I held him on my belly as she bathed his tiny body. 


Frank's grave marker is in now.  I've cleaned it a few times with a damp cloth and each time I think of bathing my baby.  It's a sad but beautiful thought.  I wish things were different; I wish I was learning to parent an infant.  Instead I'm mothering and loving my baby in whatever way I can. 

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