The day you were born, it was as peaceful as can be... the doctor took you out and said, "Yep! It's a girl!" I didn't know it then, but everyone was worried. You didn't cry like most babies do, and your heart was beating with an extra beat. Soon you were being prepared for flight to the NICU. I watched as my 2 day old baby flew away from my arms... and all I could do was watch.
Test after test, no one could explain why you were "honking" but your heart was okay. Soon we would know, that we were in for more trouble. You were 5 days old when your daddy and I had to see you turn blue. Your body was limp, your breath was gone. I breathed my breathe into yours and soon I heard you cry.
Things have been hard for you, from sitting to crawling, walking to talking. But you've done it all in your time... God's time. I know there is so much that God can teach me through you. It's just hard on days when I am reminded that your future is unknown to me. God knows each of your days, and the whole of your life.
I don't worry that you won't be surrounded by love... but default of who YOU are people are drawn to love you! From your wrap-around hugs to your blonde curly locks... from your sweet little voice to your bright sunny smile... You are loved and you are God's.
This year you are in Preschool again! I tell people I meet that you are in the Special Ed Preschool and I wonder what they think. No one asks me why you are in Special Ed. I don't even know what I would say if they asked... your story seems so long. But I am here for you Maggie, whatever it takes. I will do the best I can to give you the support you need, to guide you when it's my turn, and to pray for you every step of the way.
I never imagined God would grow me in the way he is now... but you definitely throw me for a loop every day, and each time I have to let you go again, I get a lump in my throat. Just like when you were 2 days old.
Test after test, no one could explain why you were "honking" but your heart was okay. Soon we would know, that we were in for more trouble. You were 5 days old when your daddy and I had to see you turn blue. Your body was limp, your breath was gone. I breathed my breathe into yours and soon I heard you cry.
Things have been hard for you, from sitting to crawling, walking to talking. But you've done it all in your time... God's time. I know there is so much that God can teach me through you. It's just hard on days when I am reminded that your future is unknown to me. God knows each of your days, and the whole of your life.
I don't worry that you won't be surrounded by love... but default of who YOU are people are drawn to love you! From your wrap-around hugs to your blonde curly locks... from your sweet little voice to your bright sunny smile... You are loved and you are God's.
This year you are in Preschool again! I tell people I meet that you are in the Special Ed Preschool and I wonder what they think. No one asks me why you are in Special Ed. I don't even know what I would say if they asked... your story seems so long. But I am here for you Maggie, whatever it takes. I will do the best I can to give you the support you need, to guide you when it's my turn, and to pray for you every step of the way.
I never imagined God would grow me in the way he is now... but you definitely throw me for a loop every day, and each time I have to let you go again, I get a lump in my throat. Just like when you were 2 days old.
