The trip back home to Zachary on Sunday morning was
definitely one of mixed emotions. We were joyful to be able to bring Liv back
home. We never thought that we would be able to do that if she were to pass
away. We thought that she would almost certainly be in the hospital if that
time came. We were also sad because of what the trip meant, and what we knew was
to come. We were transported home by the Kangaroo Crew, who once again were the
most loving and comforting people we could have asked for. When we arrived
home, it was a little bit unreal to actually be there, as we had already come
to terms just the week before that we wouldn’t be coming back for many months. The
house was so still and peaceful and tidy (the twins had not made it home yet). After
the Kangaroo Crew left, there was the 10 minutes of “what do we do now”?
(Loading Liv into the airplane for the ride home)
We had a nurse and social worker visit us from the Hospice of Baton Rouge and they helped to explain what would happen and make sure we were set up with everything we needed for Liv. Callie, our very kind and compassionate photographer who had taken our family / maternity pictures come to our house to take pictures of Liv and the boys that we will cherish forever – photos of her with no wires and no tubes. Her husband also came and made a wonderful video of Liv that is truly priceless.
The first night with Liv at home was amazing. It was such a
simple time, really: our family of 5 all at home together, safe and warm in our
beds. Something we would have certainly taken for granted outside of the circumstances
we were currently facing with Liv. It was wonderful for us to be able to hold
her without all the beeping and interruptions of the CVICU, without wires
keeping her tethered within a foot or so of her CIVCU crib. We didn’t put her
down at all except for a couple hours at night to get some rest, where she
slept right between us.
One of the great things about being home was getting to see our church group, and them being able to see Liv; we will always be thankful for the time together on Monday afternoon. While we definitely wanted to have this time, we struggled for a long time before deciding that this was the right thing to do. With Liv not on her medications any longer, we were not sure exactly how long she was to have left with us. The doctors had told us anywhere from a couple hours to a couple days. Fortunately, Liv was doing well enough that afternoon for us to have our church group come over to meet her in person!
(Our church group visiting Liv)
Our church group has been so instrumental in helping us
though this tough season of life. They have been there to pray with us, watch
our house and children, and support us in ways that we never knew we needed.
They left us notes of scripture and encouragement all over our home, stickers
and a balloon for the boys, and made sure we had more than enough food to eat.
Whitney watched the boys whenever we needed so we could give undivided attention
to Liv and have them around Liv without things being too chaotic.
We were also able to have a quick, private baby dedication
with our pastor that afternoon. Baby dedications are very unique and special
events. This was an awesome time for us to pray over Liv and her story and for
Beth and I to dedicate her life to our Lord, Jesus Christ. God has used Liv to
greatly bless our family and others, and we will continue to share Liv’s story throughout
our lives and allow God to use her to touch people’s lives and change them for
His glory.
That night after our church group went home, we ate dinner,
and Asher and Eli came home and were able to see Liv one last time and give her
a kiss goodnight. For the next hour or so, we just held each other while
holding Liv, all sitting on one cushion of the couch, as Liv’s physical life
faded. We always imagined that the moment of Liv’s passing away would be
extremely difficult, but the peace that we had in that moment showed us God’s
hand and His compassion for our family. As Liv left us, it become more and more
evident that she was no longer in her physical body. We had already had our good
times with Liv over the previous 9 days: her opening her deep eyes, her sweet
newborn movements, how she would nestle up comfortably and make a little double
chin in the process, the time spent finger painting with Asher and Eli in the
CVICU, her newborn pictures, all the visits from her loving family and friends.
We felt no need to hold on to her physical life, knowing that she is leaving
for a place in heaven, where she’ll have no pain or fear. All the days in the
world would not have felt like enough with Liv. We are proud of the life that
Liv lived, and honored that God chose to use her in such a powerful way in our
lives and in the lives of people that we’ve never met.
(All the kids' handprints)
Our physical separation from Liv is difficult, and we’ll
never cease to long to hold her and to see her again. Our grief is amplified
when we see Asher and Eli saddened over missing Liv (which they have begun to
express in the recent weeks – especially Asher). Our joy is in the fact that
Liv’s life was and continues to be a beautiful display of God’s love for us and
how He works through events in our lives to teach us things that we could never
have asked for. We love Liv with all of our hearts and have been blessed by God
through her life.