Louis - For My Little Warrior

Two faint pink lines announced your existence

Over the next 8 months you fought with persistence

Each week dealt a new blow

But despite it all, you continued to grow

I held you so tightly and gave you every chance

From deep inside, I felt you start to dance

On the day that they told me your heart was broken

You willed me on when no words needed to be spoken

You broke all the rules and I lived in hope

Even when they said your lungs wouldn’t be able to cope

I wished for a miracle and that you would keep on going

You defied expectations even when your growth was slowing

At 37 weeks you decided it was your time

Arriving bottom first, I willed you to be fine

You never let out a cry or opened your eyes

You had fought so hard and I didn’t want any goodbyes

It should have been warm cosy cuddles 

And milk drunk snuggles

But in the end you left as quickly as you came 

And life will never ever be the same 

Little Louis the miracle was your courageous fight 

It was meeting you in the thick of night

The miracle was spending 2 sweet hours breathing you in

The miracle was that little dimple on your chin

The miracle was the journey we went on together 

It was all the storms that we managed to weather

The miracle was getting to tell you your name

It was that little lock of blonde hair that I have been able to frame

The miracle was every single heartbeat

My little army guy never admitted defeat 

I’m so sorry that my body pieced you together in a way, 

that made it impossible for you to stay.

Louis you taught me so much in such a short time

You taught me to stand still and appreciate the moment

You taught me to have hope in the darkest of days

You taught me to keep fighting no matter the prognosis 

You taught me things I couldn’t put into words if I tried

Louis, I will carry your fight, 

I will carry your lessons and I will carry you for the rest of my life.

Sleep tight baby boy, until we meet again

 

I currently have a Facebook Fundraiser running in honour of little Louis 

for a charity called Aching Arms. 

 Aching Arms is a charity who support parent's like myself, 

who don't get to bring their baby home with them.

They offer support to bereaved parents through the means 

of talking to a trained befriender, and they also provide 

Aching Arms Bear's to bereaved families. 

While I was in hospital I was gifted my own Aching Arms Bear 

in the name of a baby boy called Freddie. 

I knew as soon as I received my bear that I 

wanted to raise some funds in Louis's name, 

and donate bear's to families who walked 

in my heartbreaking footsteps in the future...

I started the fundraiser with the aim of raising £150.00 to donate, 

at the time of writing this we are sitting at £161.00! 

Any donations will be going directly to Aching Arms 

and will go towards Aching Arm's Bear's in Louis's name <3

 Donation Page