Aunt Traci and Uncle Jeremy had their baby early this morning via c-section. They named him Rylan. He weighed in at 2 lbs 10 ounces and was 14 inches long. The doctors had told them awhile back that there was a major problem that they were not going to be able to fix. And while I think Traci grasped it, she did not believe it. And so they decided to try and carry to term and take whatever came.
Her water broke yesterday and Rylan was breach. So she was going in for the c-section. She had messaged me last night about it. And then I waited for news. I knew it was going to be a hard hard day.
Rylan lived for an hour and a half and then passed away with his parents and grandparents supporting him.
I told the kids about him. The little man kind of took it in stride. He wasn't emotionally invested in any way. The little woman, on the other hand, was very very sad. She talked about him many times today. She just kept saying she was so sorry for baby Rylan. I'm not sure she understood he was her cousin. She no longer seems to know what a cousin is. But she felt connected and sad. As am I. I'm sorry for Rylan and my heart breaks for Traci and Jeremy.
RIP Little baby Rylan.
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