I lost my angel to NEC(necrotizing enterocolitis)

Hello, I would just like to share my story with anyone who has lost a child to NEC or who has lot a child. On the day of December 15, 2008 my baby Bryce O'Neal was born at 1lb 16ounces. I was in the hospital on bedrest for about a month, when all of a sudden one day my water broke. I was only 27 weeks when I gave birth by C-section to Bryce. He was immediately take into NICU unit of the hospital do to his weight. It really hurt my heart to see him in that condition, but he was a fighter. I would visit him two to three times a day and just sit and watch his movements. Everytime I would walk in the room it was like he felt me, because he would start moving his face into my direction. I would place my finger into his incubator and he would just grab a hold to it really tight. He was doing so good everyday I went to see him. He was being feed breast milk through a feeding tube and it to seem to be going good. I didnt know the nightI left him on Dec.23 would be the last night we would be together. I received a phone call from the hospital saying that he was not digesting his food and they need to give him some antibiotics to treat the NEC. So, I agreed then about 2hours later I recieved another phone call saying I needed to come to hospital for possible surgery. The surgery was performed to see if any bowel could be saved. The only then I could do was pray. I prayed so hard to God to save my baby. Then 30 minutes later the Doctor came out and by her facial expression I could tell it wasnt good. She said all of his insides had died and it was nothing to save and that he would die. That was the worst pain that I have ever experienced in my whole life. Its like my soul leit my body. I held him while he took his last breath, and he opened his eyes and looked at me with tears. That hurt me so much because as his mother it was nothing I could do. I had to trust that God doesnt make any mistakes. He passed away on December 24, 2008, he was in my life for nine days. I couldnt understand why this happened to me. Why God allowed him here for only nine days, but the people who got to see him said that he touched them. He was truly an Angel that God let me borrow for nine days. I just feel really blessed to have been choosen to be his mother for nine days. He will forever be missed. I hope this served as some help to someone who is or he has gone through this experience. Feel free to share your story, so they we can be support to each other to lean on.