Nolan Eason

At 1:03AM on Friday, March 30, 2012 my first child was born - a son. We named him Nolan Eason. 21" long, 5lb 3oz. He was beautiful and perfect in every way, except that he was stillborn. As we searched for answers to his untimely death, we also searched for comfort. This blog was created as a way of working through my sorrow by trying to find something beautiful in the world each day. Hopefully, along the way it will help others to heal as well.

Monday, October 14, 2013

Day 14: Family

Day 14: Family
Oct 14, 2013

In today's world the idea of what a family is has become more and more non-traditional. Our family is no exception. While we might appear to be your traditional family, - mom, dad, son and yes, even a dog - we are not what we appear on the outside. Looking at us from afar you would never know that we have another son, who while he will always remain with us in spirit, no longer is with us physically. This is a secret our family carries from most of the world and once they pry and find out they see that our storybook family is far from perfect.

Perfect would be having both Nolan and Ronan here with us. Perfect would be chasing after Nolan with Ronan strapped to my chest in the Ergo. Perfect would be the world knowing I'm a mom of two sons, not just Ronan. But our family isn't perfect. Because of Nolan's death our family has been put under stresses that most can't even imagine. In fact, most families would break under the duress. It hasn't always been easy but we have managed to stay a family and thanks to the immense love and support we've had our family has actually grown. Ronan has more aunts and uncles than he could have ever imagined and that's a feat for a little guy who's Mommy is an only child! We are so blessed to have such wonderful people in our lives that care so much about not only us but both our boys that they want to be around for him. He's also blessed with amazing grandparents, blood aunts and uncles and tons of cousins. Our family may not be perfect, but it is exactly how it was meant to be. I wouldn't trade either of my boys, my only wish is that I had been able to spend more time with Nolan.

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