Beautifully written and heartbreaking.
My brother sent it to me last night...he has his own first baby quite late in life and reading it hit him like a ton of bricks.
My DD2 is a childrens' hospice nurse. She gives the morphine through syringe drivers, holds the hands of parents as their world falls apart, and dresses the children in their favourite clothes, tends them in the 'little room' after death. Now she has her own toddler and I do not know how she does it... we often talk about it after she has cared for a particularly distressing death and she needs a Mum hug and a cry.
Once you are a parent I think the fear of losing them.. babies, children adult children, is always there .
He is a very brave man.