9 Months with Brody

This is a copy of the tribute I wrote to express my 9 months of pregnancy with Brody. This was read at his memorial service.

July 1, 2009 is a day I will never forget. We spent the day as a family together for the last time. Marcus and daddy swimming and having a blast , and Brody and mommy watching them, drinking juice and thinking about coming back in a few months so we can all swim and play together. Never did I think how our lives would change in a matter of hours.
The last 9 months have been the hardest and happiest moments in my life. It all started in October when we found out we were having Brody. We were thrilled and couldn’t be happier to be having another child. I spent the first few months wondering when I would feel him kick, and feel all the little movements that he would be doing. It wasn’t that much longer when my little soccer player introduced himself. He was a very active baby which caused me pain, but also smiles when I could feel him kick me in the side which made me wonder how big his legs and feet actually were. I spent many nights awake because of kicking, heartburn, muscle pain and excitement about his arrival. He loved it when Marcus and I would sing songs. He would always start moving as soon we started singing. As Brody and I grew bigger as the months went on, I felt closer and closer to him. When he would start moving, I would put my hand on my stomach and he would usually kick that spot. I spent many moments talking to him and telling him how happy and excited we were for him to be a part of our family
The day that Brody was born is a day that will remain in my heart forever. I was so excited to be going to the doctors one last time hoping that I would be delivering Brody soon. As I laid on the bed waiting to hear his heartbeat, my own heartbeat was racing faster and faster. I couldn’t understand why I wasn’t hearing anything. The next couple of hours were spent hearing the worst news a mother could ever hear and preparing myself for the delivery that would bring me the worst pain physically and emotionally that I would ever have in my life. As soon as Brody was born I was unsure how I would feel, but never did I think that I would feel a peace at what I was seeing. Here was this perfect angel; not a mark on his body and lying so peacefully under the warm heaters. While we said our goodbyes after holding him, I praised God for creating such a beautiful boy and allowing me to see his beauty and hold him until I was ready to let go.

I am so blessed that I was able to spend 9 months with Brody. He was a part of me and the bond that we share now will never be gone. Two weeks ago I had an ultrasound and I will never forget that day. Looking back at it now, I feel peace that Brody is doing okay. As I was lying there on the bed the lady was looking at his hands. All of the sudden Brody gave me a thumbs up which made me laugh. I now believe that he was telling me that its okay mom, I’m going to be alright.
I thank God for the son that he has given our family. Even though he isn’t physically with us, he is a part of the amazing family that God has already given me. I can’t wait until the day I get to hold him again, but until that day I will continue to reflect on the time I did get to spend with him and continue to love him here on earth until we are joined together in Heaven.
Brody; You are such a beautiful boy. I am so honoured that I was given the opportunity to spend 9 months helping you grow. Your daddy, brother and I will miss having you here with us but we know that you are having a blast in heaven. You are so precious to me; I love you dearly and will love you forever.