Tuesday, November 1, 2011
The Sunday after I delivered Elliott, my sweet friend Dena came up to spend some time with me. We went out for dinner and to see a movie with our friend Jessica and just spent time being together talking about the things women do after giving birth. Dena spent the night with us and Monday we had an appointment to meet with the Funeral Home and arrange Elliott's service. Dena graciously agreed to come with us and we were so glad. After the arrangements had been made I asked Dena if she would like to see our sweet boy. I knew Elliott was already there and knew that Auntie Dena would want to see him...she nodded yes and we waited while they got Elliott ready. How did I know?? I knew not everyone would want to do this or see him, but...Auntie Dena had commented earlier on that it just wasn't fair that Grampie (in heaven) got to meet Elliott before she did! We entered the viewing room and took our last peek at our sweet boy. We checked out his fingers and toes and his long legs. Dena asked if she could take a picture to show her Mom. I agreed as I knew that this was exactly what she would do. Fast forward about two weeks later. Dena's daughter Jessica (age seven) is flipping through the pictures on her phone. She stops on the picture of Elliott and says, "Whoa Mom, what is this??"....it's understandable that Elliott looked different. Not like a full term baby would....and days had passed since his graduation to Heaven. Dena took a deep breath and knew she had to tell Jess more about Elliott. She explained what had happened, how I was feeling and answered questions for her. When Dena was done Jess turned to her Mommy and said, "I get it!". Perplexed Dena said, "You do?" Seriously, this seven-year-old little girl got it?? Wow....she turned to Dena and said, "Yes, sometimes you get Isaac, and sometimes...you get the lamb." Let it soak in. Yes, friends....the lamb.