Then Comes Baby

Becoming a mother was very memorable.  I developed pre-eclamsia around week 28 weeks.  My 25th birthday was spent on my left side on my couch.  Wahoo!  After a 7-day stay in the hospital and lots of drugs, I gave birth to a beautiful baby boy…who was not breathing and was such a shade of purply grey that it certainly scared me.  I’m so thankful for modern medicine (did you watch Sybil pass away on Downton!).  My son spent the next 19 days in the hospital.  It was one the most trying times of my life but in the end I was able to bring my sweet baby boy home.

The one thing that got me through the entire time was my faith in God.  I knew God was with us through that long 19 day experience.  We would watch girl after girl get discharged from the hospital (what’s with those girls!) as we waited in our quiet little corner hoping and praying that our son would soon join them in the outside world.  He was what they called a feed and grow baby.  He wasn’t sick, but he wasn’t well enough to be out of the hospital away from medical care.  I guess that kind of set the tone for the rest of our days as his parents.  He doesn’t have an illness or diagnosis or a disease, but he requires quite a bit more attention.

One thing is for sure, I would never trade my son for another.  I firmly believe he is one of a kind.  I believe he will influence and change his world.  I believe without him I would not experience as much joy and laughter as I do now.  In each one of us there is beauty.


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