15. Feb, 2022
16 weeks to the day
I must sound like a gramophone. You must be tired of listening to this mother's wailing. But then I reminded myself that I started this blog for me firstly and perhaps one day a new forever mommy.
Today is Tuesday again, 16 weeks. You died so quietly and silently. I did not get a creepy feeling or heard any sound that suggested you were in trouble. Every Tuesday, I have that day play over in my head the whole day. To this day, I cannot watch the video of Liam and his Dad playing Star Wars and when Liam took the rope with a smile and a skip and a jump. I can't watch the CCTV video where he is still so very much alive and energetic.
I will one day, because I want to a photo with Liam's last smile when he turned around. I just to have a visible piece showing that my boy was so very happy until the end. 16 Weeks have been harder than the first day. There is nothing you can do to change anything. Powerlessness is a horrible feeling...