Baby Brice was a fighter, a little guy that gave it his all. An almost 7lb miracle that went through more than some do in a lifetime. Baby Brice is a son of two amazing parents who proved that love is so deep the past 7 days. Two parents that went through more in the past 7 days than some do in a lifetime. But also two parents that had to do the hardest thing that a parent ever has to do, say good bye to their child forever.
Late last night Baby Brice went to be with is cousin Nolan in Heaven. The past 48 hours Brice was falling sicker and sicker. There was family meetings, moments of no hope but Baby Brice just kept fighting with all this strength. Despite how sick he was and knowing what was to come, yesterday he gave his parents the best day ever, he had family pictures by NILMDTS, got to be held by both Mommy and Daddy and remained ‘stable’ through out all this. He knew his Mommys touch because his heart rate went from 90’s to 120’s when he was being held. Trisha and Connel was able to give him his first sponge bath, wash his hair and take care of him the way they should be as parents. But last night after a 7 day fight, Baby Brice got too tired and it was time to let him rest eternally. He was just too sick, the NICU gave it their all these past 7 days, Brice was unfortunately on the same roller coaster as Nolan. Simply heartbreaking.
I can’t even begin to tell you how we feel right now as a family. How in the world can two children in one family be faced with such heartbreak? Never ever in a million years would I think Chris’ little sister would be in my spot walking out of a hospital empty handed 2 years later. This isn’t suppose to strike twice in families. I can’t even begin to think how my in-laws feel right now watching their daughter walk the same path her older brother took. How is this?!
Chris and I sat in the middle of the baby’s room last night and just cried. The late night call brought back so many memories of that last night Nolan was here. All the feelings flooded back and made it feel like it was June 11th 2009 all over again, like it was just yesterday. My heart screams in pain that my very own sister in law is experiencing this hurt. I just don’t get it. I don’t. I know these next few days and weeks are the worst, the pain is raw and feels like a knife stabbing your heart over and over and over again. The only thing Chris and I can do is hold their hand as they enter this journey, because we ourselves are still trying to figure out this path of loss too.
To Connel and Trisha,
I love you guys. Brice was such a handsome little man. I can’t even begin to tell you how many compliments I got on my little nephew from my parents, coworkers, friends and strangers who read this blog. Brice has a story, it’s beautiful and sad all at the same time and I am honored I was able to share a little piece of him on my blog. I am so proud of you two as parents, your simply amazing. I wish we were with you guys 2500 miles away to give you two the biggest hug and let you cry on our shoulders because we know there are just no words to describe the pain that your experiencing. I know with all my heart and soul that Charlie is up there taking care of Brice and Nolan. Those two have the best respiratory therapist 2 babies could ever ask for, I know he is in good hands until the day we can hold them again.
I love you two.