One Year Later

My Dearest Ruby,

How has it already been an entire year since I first held you in my arms?  The weight of missing you makes it feel like it’s been much longer sometimes. The days have flown by the same as the first precious year with each of your siblings have though. It feels strange to speak of your first birthday when if you’d have lived you would just be 8 months old right now, yet here we are.

One year later my heart still aches to have you with me, my arms still ache to hold you and kiss you one more time.  I still wish there was something I could have done to keep you here, still wonder if there was any choice I could have made differently that would have let you stay.  I couldn’t keep you safe and as your mom that breaks my heart.   I’d heard the words cord accident when talking about risks with my pregnancy with your big brother Paul because of low fluid, but I never dreamed one would steal you away.  It took you anyway and we’re all here without you.

Living in a world without you in it hurts.  Sometimes it hurts so bad I can feel it in my chest before the tears leave my eyes.  Outliving you just feels wrong.  I shouldn’t be outliving you. It’s not how it was supposed to be.

I think about you all the time.  What would you be like?  Would you have your sister’s sass? Would you be loud and messy or quiet and orderly like one of your brothers? Who would you look most like?  Would you have my brown eyes or your daddy’s hazel ones? What would your smile look like? What would have made you giggle?

Your brothers and sister would have been wrapped around your fingers.  They love you so much and it’s so hard to watch them miss you. The first time we visited your grave with them after your funeral Paul thought we’d get you back and be able to take you home.  Bella has a pink Ruby bear she sleeps with just like I do. Seamus sweetly exclaims “baby Ruby” every time he sees your picture. I watch their eyes follow babies wherever we go.  I don’t know how to answer the question, “When do we get to have a baby to bring home?”  I don’t know how to comfort them when they speak the words, “I wish Ruby got to come home with us” any better than by giving hugs and being honest in telling them that I wish that too.

As for your daddy, know his love for you is fierce. I could see it in his face when you were born. He was just as proud and overjoyed and in love with you as he was with Paul and Bella and Seamus.  He wishes as much as I do that you could have stayed with us.  He would have done anything to protect you if he could have.

I think of heaven so much more often now that you’re there.  I wonder what it’s like for you and try to remind myself that each day I live is one day closer to eternity with Jesus and with you.  I wonder if you’ve gotten to meet the ladies you were named after, my great-grandmother and your daddy’s grandmother. I wonder if they’ve gotten to hold you and rock you like I never could.  I wonder if you’ve met the sweet babies that the other brave mamas that I know had to say good bye to.  I wonder if you’re up there playing with Cora Grace, Kalliope, Evan, Anakin, and so many others.  If maybe you’ve gotten to meet my uncle Gary or the siblings I never got to meet in this life.

So on this first birthday, I guess what I want to say is best summed up in two quotes. The first is one that one of the kind nurses put on the photo collage they made us with picture of you and the second one I ran across just last week

“I carried you for every second of your life and I will love you for every second of mine.”

“Grief is astronomical. It wraps you up in its enormity and makes it difficult to breathe. But understand that the enormity of grief is indisputable proof that love is, somehow, even bigger.”

I grieve so deeply for you because of how incredibly much I love you my sweet Ruby.  I’m thankful for every single moment I got to carry you and for every second we had you in our arms. I’m still trying to figure out where to go with this lifetime worth of love I have to give you when you said goodbye before we really got to say hello.

I love you so much and you are now and always will be a part of the very fabric of my heart.

Love,

Mommy

The T-shirt

When I picked it out, it was such a joyous purchase. A little green t-shirt with the words "Super Cool Big Bro" across the front.  Paul and Bella got t-shirts too, but they both already held the titles of big brother and big sister. A big brother! Seamus a big brother!  We were having another baby. The list of people that knew about our baby was still short on the day I picked it up.  I knew, Daniel knew, our kids knew, my doctor knew, and now it was time to tell everyone else. We threw that shirt on Seamus and waited for family to notice and understand what that meant at our Easter lunch.  It was a fun way to share our excitement. It was such a happy thing.

I never dreamed that instead of packing that shirt into his overnight bag to wear to the hospital to meet his sister, I'd be trying to hide it away because some days the reminder of how things should be is too hard.  It's not that I could ever forget that Ruby was born still, but some reminders are just more painful than others.

Seamus wouldn't let me get away with it though. He spotted where I'd hidden his t-shirt and insisted on wearing it. He's picked it to wear more than once since then now.  It's a bittersweet thing, but I decided I need to give him this. I shouldn't try to steal or hide his big brotherhood. While it looks nothing like I imagined, he will grow up knowing Ruby's name, that she is his little sister.  He's a big brother and I'll let him wear that title proudly on his shirt until he outgrows it.  I'll treasure his exclamations of "baby Ruby" when he sees her picture even on the days it brings tears to my eyes.  He has no less right to love her and grieve her in his own way just because he 3 instead of 30.  She's his little sister and he is a "super cool big bro" just like his shirt says.

The Last Family Picture with Everyone in It

We’re over halfway through the first month of the New Year.  I finally took down the Christmas tree and other decorations this week. I’m thinking about projects I need to get done around the house and updating pictures of the kids with some of the cute ones I snapped over the holidays.  When thinking about this I realized something: the last picture I have with our whole family in it is one we took on Easter when I was still pregnant with Ruby.  

One of my biggest regrets is not getting a picture of us all together when the kids came to the hospital to meet their sister after she came silently into the world.  In the haze of shock and grief I didn't think to ask anyone to snap one for us. Every family picture from here on out she will be missing.  

I know there are lots of sweet ways to try to include her in family photos to come. I know other families include their baby by putting their special bear or a framed picture in family photos and maybe we’ll do something similar in the future. She’s part of our family and we will always want to include her if we can.  

In this moment, I'm still struggling with the empty place she should fill. I’m experiencing the painful truth that nothing will erase her absence. I wanted to watch Ruby grow up, I wanted to know her in the way I know each of my other children. When her heart stopped beating that future died with her. I’m learning how to parent a child who is not here.  There is no rolling over for the first time, no first steps, no first words, no learning to read, no leaving home, no getting married, no having a family of her own, and no other hundreds of things I would have loved to do with her.  There are instead all these horrible firsts. First Thanksgiving without her, first Christmas without her, waking up in a year in which she never lived.  If I think about it for too long it feels too much to bear.

So for now, I won’t update family pictures on our wall any further than Easter 2017.  I will collage her picture next to updated pictures of her brothers and sister. I’ll keep my home and lock screen on my phone as they are with Ruby on one and that last family picture with everyone in it on the other.