You are so loved. We chose you. We named you. We fought
for you. We are so sad to say goodbye to you without getting to hold you or
getting to see you open your eyes for the first time. From the beginning, you
were our fighter and our mover. We watched your little heart work so hard. We
watched you suck your thumb and admired your little face. Ten fingers, ten
perfect toes. For 23 weeks and 3 days, you were our Baby A.
Heston. Our littlest boy. Our son.
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