Lily Allen wrote this song for her son that was stillborn and David and I feel like it describes what we’re both feeling and have felt since Brielle’s loss. David said this part reminds him of me while I held Brielle in the hospital. I’d never let her go or stop touching her, I didn’t want her to be alone.
“We had forever
We never got it together
I waited for you
For you I made it better
They kept telling me that it was unlikely
All I had to do was keep you beside me”
One of my favorite things to do is thrift shop. And one weekend, early in my pregnancy, I dragged David along to look for antique baby things (we found an old rocking horse). While we did get the rocking horse, we mostly were sidetracked by the many albums for sale. We found a lot of great things, and we also found an entire John Travolta collection.
Maybe some of you are fans of his musical works. Personally, I’ve never listened to it, but finding his entire collection was just too good. David and I had a great time laughing at the hilarity of it all. John Travolta stayed at the thrift store, but we came home with the Best of Bread and a Jim Croce album.
I love this memory of David, Brielle, and I. We were optimistic and looking forward to a life with Brielle. We’d find out a few weeks later that she had anencephaly, but at least in that moment we were all happily making fun of John Travolta.
I was playing Brielle’s playlist last night and just hanging out on the couch (I do a lot of that these days). Take It on the Run by REO Speedwagon came on and Brielle went crazy with excitement. She started dancing with her whole body! I was kicked and punched in every direction. I had a good laugh and asked her if she was excited for some REO. She’s such a sweet happy girl.
Please pray for us today. We’re about to meet with someone and need prayers.
I plan on updating today or tomorrow. We’ve been very busy with family matters (not to mention tired) and I haven’t had a chance to update everyone on what we’ve been doing.
I will say sweet Brielle was dancing her little booty off to Magic Bus by The Who this morning.
I have to brag on my Mom. She came out last Wednesday and helped so much. She stayed Wednesday night with me so David could go home and get a good night’s rest. When we came back from the hospital she and Dad went out and bought groceries for the weekend. She made beef stew for dinner (and cookies!). We finished watching Princess and the Frog with Brielle, we had started watching it Wednesday night with Mom, Dad, and David. And then we watched Aladdin. Brielle didn’t go for Princess and the Frog, but she loved Aladdin. I guess Jazz isn’t her thing.
Friday, Mom began cleaning the house for us. I’ve been too tired and David has had way too much on his plate and hasn’t had time to clean. He already has his hands full. So she took care of us all weekend. She did laundry, dusted, vacuumed, cleaned bathrooms, deep cleaned the kitchen. It was so nice. It was uncomfortable at first, because it just doesn’t feel right to have your Mom clean your house. But David and I appreciated it so much.
I’d been craving pulled pork sandwiches, so Friday she made pulled pork sandwiches, fried potatoes, and green beans. We ate good this weekend! Friday was also Brielle’s 34th week day, so Friday night we had popcorn and watched Flywheel (the first Kendrick’s brothers film). Brielle danced through the whole thing.
Saturday we had a popcorn lunch and saw War Room, another Kendrick’s brothers film in theaters. We loved it, so did Brielle! She did lots of wiggles during the movie. It really was a very moving movie. We had a great weekend with Mom, and Dad when he was here. Dad went back Friday morning, he left at like 5 AM.
David and I are so thankful for everything Mom did to help us out. We really needed the help and appreciate it so much. Especially David, he has way too much going on. He’s being pulled in just about every direction and when I told him Mom wanted to help him by taking care of the house, he let out a huge sigh of relief and it was as if a weight was lifted off his shoulders.
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