6 Months

From the darkest days to fleeting moments of peace, I have made it six months without my little Colton. It doesn't seem real that so much time has gone by already. I had four months to get to know my little man, to touch him and know his love. On days like this I like to remember what he felt like, and what a gift he was to me. Our hours spent each day together, rocking away, were so special at the time. I take comfort in knowing that he felt my touch, my arms wrapped around his little body and my kisses on his head. Colton was so loved and will always be so loved. I will always cherish our hours of Kangaroo time...

It's our routine, our special time. Skin to skin, mommy and son learn about each other. As we rock slowly back and forth, my baby boy and me.

His little hand is feather light tucked up against my chin. I hold his tiny hand in mine, and stroke his baby skin. The noise around us disappears, the clock hands creep around.

I lose track of time, cherishing each moment. He snuggles closer to me still, and scratches at my chest with little fingers and suckles with tiny cheeks. I love these precious hours so much, and cherish every one. Store memories up inside my heart for lonely nights to come.

I didn't know, all too soon I'd have to give him back, his body to weak, his journey too long. But until then I still have time for kisses and for song. Time for quiet hours like this with him cuddled in my arms. Where I wish he'd always stay protected, safe and warm. And yet the day has come when his tiny little hand, is no longer mine to hold.

We will be together in my dreams and I'll cherish these times as I grow old. As we rock slowly back and forth, my baby boy and me.

I miss you every day my sweet boy. Until someday my little love...