Monday, November 14, 2011

How the Mother's of Premature Babies are Chosen...

Did you ever wonder how the mothers of premature babies are chosen?

Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation.

As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger.

"Beth Armstrong, son. Patron Saint, Matthew. Marjorie Forrest, daughter. Patron Saint, Celia. Carrie Rutledge, twins. Patron Saint ... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity."

Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles. "Give her a preemie."

The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."

"Exactly," smiles God.

"Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel."

"But does she have the patience?" asks the angel.

"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she'll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has a world of its own. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy."

"But Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."

God smiles. "No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness."

The angel gasps, "Selfishness?! Is that a virtue?"

God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect.  She doesn't know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says 'mama' for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it.  I will permit her to see clearly the things I see ignorance, cruelty, prejudice and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone.  I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."

"And what about her Patron Saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in the air.

God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."

- I stole this from this blog 
It's amazing how many people have premature babies. A few days after having Walker, R and I were watching the news and at the bottom of the screen a news alert scrolled across the bottom: "Number of preterm births are decreasing". To which we looked at each other and huffed and laughed. People have come out of the woodwork and  shared their stories with us. 

A very gracious security guard at the hospital prayed for Walker and I before handing me my pass to get in, last week. She had said "Baby will be home soon". I thought she was asking a question and in which I responded, "Not for a while". She quickly struck me and said "Positive words make positive actions, watch what you say". That is what sparked the prayer. I probably can't remember exactly what she said in that prayer but I will never forget the graciousness that lady spilled onto me. She refilled my hope, brought a little pep to my step and lit my fire deeper inside to have a good day.

Walker is 17 days old today and I can't wait to see him.