“I was already the father of a beautiful girl when my son Logan came to this world. A dream come true. A boy and a girl, I couldn’t ask for more.
Unfortunately my son died from an aneurysm at 5 weeks. He died in my arms (cerebral activity) then we had to unplug him at the children hospital the next day.
Those 48 hours will haunt me forever. He was only 5 weeks but I would have exchanged my life for his in a heartbeat, because he was my son and it was my job to protect him.
Fast forward 10 months (a year ago) and I’m having trouble sleeping without pills. I’m dealing with anxiety and burst into rage mode for no reason and my girlfriend hit me with the news: she’s pregnant. It’s unplanned as I’m in no condition to even consider having another kid but there’s no way were letting this one go.
It’s another boy we named him Lennox and he brought my smile back.”
– Alexandre Verdon
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