As you grow we learn more about what is wrong with you. Your health issues are not going to sustain life for long. I will carry you.
The joy we felt when you were born, I cannot describe the immense love for my tiny sweet baby, I got to meet you face to face, my love immediately intensified. We were told we would not be taking you home. I will carry you.
We got to go home today, my strong wee baby proving the doctors wrong. You are welcomed into our home with so much love from all the family. I will carry you.
The love seen on Daddy, Grandma and Grandpa’s faces were priceless. You are comfortable for a little while then get fussy, you only want Momma’s chest to rest on. I will carry you.
As days go by my sweet baby is getting tired, you hear my heart breaking. You hold my thumb and sleep, my tiny baby is losing weight. I will carry you.
Your time has come, you pass away resting on my chest, my sweet treasured baby for the short time we had you, the love we felt will never be forgotten. I will carry you.
Hospice nurse is here, we have all shared our precious moments with you. The funeral van arrive, as much as I do not want to let you go, You go be with Jesus sweet baby of ours and wait for us. I will carry you.
How raw is my pain, how bad my heart hurts, time for you to go. Thank you for allowing me to be your Momma. My precious wee baby, no this is something I must do as we all say goodbye – I WILL CARRY YOU.
About the author
Sabrina McKeithan has been a registered nurse for over 40 years, of which the past fifteen and a half years have been in the field of hospice, which is where her passion lies. She writes, “Hospice nursing is challenging, which enables a nurse to think outside the box. There is nothing more humbling than assisting a patient to reach their goals of dying how they choose to die.”