Mom to Boston
Sioux Falls, South Dakota
On May 24th, 2014, I found out I was expecting my second child. On May 24th, 2015 my son will have been gone for as long he was here. 68 days. My pregnancy was a healthy one. Unfortunately, morning sickness ruled my world for 5 months with both of my children, but I was expected to have a perfectly healthy baby boy. On January 9th 2015, I did. Boston was the epitome of perfection, and the autopsy that I received 3 and a half weeks after his death concluded the same. There was not a single thing wrong with any part of him, not a single toxin in his body, literally nothing. His death is “undetermined.” This is the story of the day my son became an Angel.