Keep Marching On

I am still trying to reflect on the events of this past weekend. We marched for Liam. We marched for Team Zumwalt. We marched for all babies and families affected by prematurity. Our story began in May two years ago. Our family was changed forever. We have experienced unimaginable grief. In that grief we have also experienced the most amazing love. Love we have for Liam. Love we have for each other. Love from Jesus. And love from so many people who have rallied around Team Zumwalt for the last two years.

I was reluctant to start a team for the March for Babies walk. It's been almost two years since Liam died and I didn't think anyone would join. I thought people had moved on. I thought they had forgotten about my son. I didn't want to fail. I didn't want to let Liam down. What a fool I was. I set my initial financial goal at $200. Within 24 hours, I had exceeded that goal. Because of the generosity of people who love us and love Liam, I increased my financial goal numerous times. I don't have a grand total, but according to the website, my team raised $1,092 and that does not include the money I turned in the day of the march from t-shirt money (thanks to my anonymous donor!!!!) and donations made in person. Unbelievable. People haven't forgotten. I didn't fail. I didn't let Liam down.

We had a total of 36 people on our team Saturday. Thirty-six. I am still blown away by it all. Plus, there were countless others who wanted to be a part of the team but couldn't because of distance, previous commitments, ect. Words can not describe how amazing it felt to see everyone show up in their t-shirts with Liam's name and footprints on them. I was at the back of the team during the walk and to see the "sea" of t-shirts sporting Team Zumwalt was one of the most rewarding experiences of my life.

Two years ago when Liam died, we were showered with love, support, dinner delivery, casseroles, toilet paper, the entire inventory at Target and Sams, and so many other things. How silly I am to think that just because two years have past that our friends and family would act any different. How silly I was to think nobody would sign up. Nick and I have surrounded ourselves with some amazing people and shame on me for thinking that nobody would show up when we've never been let down by them before. Thank you to everyone that was there and walked with us. Thank you to everyone who wanted to be there but couldn't. Thank you to everyone who donated money in honor of Liam. Thank you to my anonymous donor. Thank you to everyone who loves my family and continues to support us. Thank you for remembering Liam. Know that I am eternally grateful to have you in my life.

Anonymous Generosity

Forgive me if I sound like a blubbery mess in this post as I am still overwhelmed by the generosity I experienced today. The t-shirts for the The March for Babies Walk were ready to be picked up today. I can't even describe the emotion I felt when I saw Liam's name and footprints on so many t-shirts. I tried to keep it together as I saw the stack of t-shirts that people wanted because of my son and the impact he had on our lives. Again, I'm struggling to come up with the right words to describe my emotion. I kept telling myself not to burst into tears in front of this nice lady I just met. I don't get to see Liam grow up, I don't get to see him laugh, I don't get to see him cry, I don't get to see him roll his eyes at me, but I got to see the impact he's had on this world in that stack of t-shirts. Ah-mazing!

So, I managed to keep it together in front of this very nice lady who really did an outstanding job on these t-shirts. (Her name is Molly at Challenger Sports in BA if you ever have a need for t-shirt printing) Anyway, I asked her what my total was and she said it had been taken care of. What? Excuse me? There must be some mistake. She informed me that an anonymous donor had paid for all the shirts. All. Of. Them. Thirty shirts, paid for by someone who must really really love us. I was speechless. I still am really. To know that I have people in my life that love my family in such a generous way leaves me feeling truly blessed. My tiny son has inspired such generosity and it makes me feel an overwhelming sense of pride and love. Thank you does not seem to sufice to our anonymous donor. I know you want to remain anonymous, but know that I know who you are. I hope that I show you the same friendship that you have shown me. I love you more than words and can't tell you how grateful I am to have you in my life.

Because of the genorosity of this anonymous donor, all of the money I will be collecting for the t-shirts will be donated to the March of Dimes in the hope that other families who experience premature birth and infant loss will experience the love and support that was shown to my family in honor of our son, Liam.

My Boo Has Glasses

So my Boo now wears glasses. I don't know why but this makes me very sad. I'm embarrassed to admit that when the form was sent home stating he failed his vision screening, my heart sank. He's only five. He's so cute. He's my perfect little boy. I know glasses won't change any of those things but it still made me sad. Isaac has such amazing blue eyes and perfect little freckles and it makes me sad they will be covered up by glasses. I know I'm being ridiculous. I know lots of kids his age that wear glasses and they aren't any less cute because of it. Not. One. Bit. So why am I being so ridiculous? Perhaps because I know from personal experience that glasses can be inconvenient. Especially as a child. I don't want things to be hard for him. I want to protect him from stupid kids who will undoubtedly make fun of him because he wears glasses. Kids are mean. Isaac is sensitive. I don't want anything to crush his sweet little spirit.

He's was so excited to wear glasses. He was so excited, he even lied during the eye exam. He claimed he couldn't even see the big E. Whatever, Kid. I know you better than you think and I know when you are lying. Once I explained that I was not going to buy him glasses because we couldn't figure out what his accurate prescription would be, his vision had a miraculous improvement. Although it wasn't enough to not need glasses. Bummer.

I think he's just as cute with his glasses, but for some reason I can't stop feeling bummed that this is his new reality. He got his dad's bad eyes. Oh well, at least he's healthy and happy and so far doesn't seem to have any of my weird genes. I know from experience that there are a lot worse things in life than glasses so I'll stop being whiney and be grateful that my poor son can finally see again.

Easter

We had a wonderful Easter. We started the day by putting on our Easter best and heading out to an amazing church service. Nick and I feel so blessed that we have found a church home where we feel comfortable. We've been attending for over a year now and I can't help but feel Liam all around me every time I'm there. I can't explain it, but it's like he's telling me he's okay and is patiently waiting for his family to join him. What an amazing gift God has given me, to know that I will be with my son one day. I can't imagine the amazing Easter celebration Liam must have had this weekend in the arms of Jesus.

Although our celebration can't even compare to the one Liam experienced, we still had a pretty good time. Isaac once again got enough candy to last until next Easter. Talk about sugar overload. He scored big time.

Isaac looked so handsome. I can't believe how fast he is growing up. I remember his first Easter like it was yesterday. I put Cheerios in eggs and made him crawl around for them. Wasn't that just yesterday?

Let the sugar rush begin. This was just the beginning too. He had another Easter egg hunt at his Nanny and Poppy's house after lunch.

We hope you had a wonderful and blessed Easter. He is risen!!!

Catching Up

I have failed miserably at my blog lately so forgive me as I try to catch up in one night. February and March seemed to fly by in an instant and here we are in April already. Now that Easter is over I figured it was time to post my Valentine blog.

Isaac and I have started a new tradition of making yummy treats every holiday. It used to just be limited to our Christmas cookies, but we are expanding the tradition. This year we made yummy Valentine cookies to share with Isaac's Mimi and Nanny.

The cookies were a big hit although I'm not sure why there were a couple of frowny face cookies. They all taste the same so I guess it's ok. We made cookies and memories.

I love being able to attend Isaac's parties at school. I haven't missed one yet. I love seeing him in the school environment, but most of all I love being with him and seeing the look on his face when I walk in his classroom. Priceless.

Nick and I celebrated our 11th Valentines Day together at our favorite restaurant, Flemings. It was delish as usual. We get the same thing every time and I've posted pictures before so I'll save you from this in this blog. Then we celebrated as a family by having a family candlelight carpet picnic. Nick made a heart shaped pizza that we enjoyed by flameless candlelight. It was so fun, Isaac frequently asks if we can have a carpet picnic for dinner.

I love my boys more than life itself and we had a great Valentine's Day together.