My baby,

It’s been a long day. All your siblings have a cold that’s going around, nobody slept well last night, and we had an early morning because Ellie’s appointment was Downtown at 7:30am. Lucas was overtired tonight, was prolonging bedtime, and then crying and losing his mind over everything.

I brought the cards and Sarris pretzels to the hospital with us. I figured I would just ask after they got all of Ellie’s equipment off. On our way out, I asked the Child Life person where their main office was, thinking I would talk to someone there. They told me offices were all over and asked what I needed help with.

I took a deep breath and got ready with my whole little speech I had. I even brought a picture of you and I to show them to back up my story and told them the envelopes were left open so they were free to look in them before giving them to anyone. I don’t know, I just thought it would seem weird to someone on the outside.

To my surprise, they didn’t flinch at all when I was talking to them. There were no looks like I was crazy. There were no questions on their faces trying to figure out what I was saying. They just kind of smiled at me, told me they could get them to families who were staying in the hospital, and said they were sorry about you. I handed them the bag, thanked them, and went on my way.

My hope is that at least four random people read your name today and had a smile come across their faces. My hope is that my Isaiah Joseph was able to bring just a tiny bit of light into some dark, stressful, and possibly lonely days. You, my baby boy, will have helped make the world a little bit of a better place.

I love you more than anything in the world, sweetie. Goodnight and sweet dreams.