{"id":1423,"date":"2008-12-22T21:19:30","date_gmt":"2008-12-23T01:19:30","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1423"},"modified":"2008-12-22T23:47:45","modified_gmt":"2008-12-23T03:47:45","slug":"a-present-for-devin","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1423","title":{"rendered":"A Present for Devin"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>In June of this year, the day that my neice was born a mere three months after Devin&#8217;s birth and death, I entered our local Hallmark store for the first time since I was pregnant. I was looking for a gift for my neice and knew I would find it there &#8211; it had lots of very cute, appropriate baby items. Items that mean something, not just the same old bear or rattle. <a href=\"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=1157\">I found what I was looking for<\/a>, but instead of darting out of the store I found myself standing in front of the baby boy section. I touched the plush rattle I had seen months before, looked at the baby boy memory books and little blue piggy banks, tears welling up in my eyes as I struggled to stand against the wave of emotion within me. Amongst all of the items there was a soft blue taggies blanket, and my hand went to it of its own accord. I picked it up, thinking how perfect it was &#8211; no, would have been &#8211; for Devin. With a heavy sorrow I put it back and left.<\/p>\n<p>A few days ago I was back in that store shopping for Christmas gifts, and again I found myself standing in front of the baby section. This time I didn&#8217;t cry. The blanket was still there. I picked it up again, considering. But&#8230; no. I put it back.<\/p>\n<p>It turns out we had to go back to that store today to pick up one last gift. I ran to the back to grab the blanket, and turned to my husband who had walked up behind me. Apologetically I said, &#8220;I know it might be stupid, but I need this blanket.&#8221; So today I bought it&#8230; for Devin. Even though he&#8217;s not here. <i>I&#8217;m<\/i> here. And I need it.<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Baby\/Memory\/DSC_0925.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Baby\/Memory\/DSC_0930.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>See, Sheepie really likes it. ;)<\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Baby\/Memory\/DSC_0946.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p><img decoding=\"async\" src=\"http:\/\/img.photobucket.com\/albums\/v240\/lunarmagic\/Baby\/Memory\/DSC_0948.jpg\" alt=\"\" \/><\/p>\n<p>As I started this entry I thought how very fitting the title was before I even knew it: this was a present for Devin&#8230; as a way of keeping him present in our lives. It&#8217;s not just that Devin <i>was<\/i>. He <i>is<\/i>, and always will be.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>In June of this year, the day that my neice was born a mere three months after Devin&#8217;s birth and death, I entered our local Hallmark store for the first time since I was pregnant. I was looking for a gift for my neice and knew I would find it there &#8211; it had lots [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":71,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[76],"class_list":["post-1423","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized","tag-ivf-3"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1423","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/71"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=1423"}],"version-history":[{"count":6,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1423\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":1430,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/1423\/revisions\/1430"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=1423"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=1423"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=1423"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}