Having to have our little boy Ethan delivered at 30 weeks due to complications was so difficult - we had him for 2 days and had to say goodbye. They were astounded he survived the birth but he fought as hard as he could.
They has already told us he had no chance of survival but we never have up hope. I got to hold his hands, talk and sing to him, he saw me and I saw him open his eyes. He squeezed me so tight :'( the staff said he was a little fighter and hated being attached to all the machines. He used to go mad when they messed with him.
For a long long time I was so very angry and upset. I will never ever get over his loss but each day gradually things get easier. It sort of creeps up on you and you will one day realise that you haven't cried that day. We didn't get the answers we wanted so that made it worse. I still think of him everyday, it will be 3 years in November since we said goodbye. He is a part of our family regardless and his sisters will always know of him. My eldest was devastated when we lost him, she is almost 6 now and she still struggles. He is her little brother and always will be. That was so hard for me, but I had to be strong for my daughter.
At the time I could see no way forward, I felt heavy and numb. Physically my body craved my baby. Was just do hard.
Time is a great healer, but it will take much time. Just go easy on yourself and get the answers you need. Talk lots, cry whenever you need to. Don't hold it in - let it all out. It's the best therapy xxx