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I ran across this photo while trying to organize my photos (yeah, like that'll ever really happen!) and it reminded me of something that happened at work a few months back. This was when my son was a mere weeks old and my daughter was being tender towards him. I always think of my children when I encounter tragedy at work relating to little ones. Some things work-related fade into the background as time goes on. Some, well, they stay with me. Here's the blog I wrote about that day....

Today You Touched My Heart

They brought you to me, limp and lifeless, a whisper of the little one you'd once been.... Today your mommy and daddy found you unresponsive in your bed and called the ambulance. The paramedics arrived swiftly, swept you up and brought you as quickly as possible to my work. Your tiny hands a sign of a life just beginning. You'd been in this world a mere 72 days.... What fate would take a tiny life? I still have trouble wrapping my head around that one....

You lay there as we work, angelic and sweet. No protesting from you as we perform chest compressions with a mere 2 fingers on your chest, smaller than the palm of my hand. We tried and tried, we did what we do.... We fought the insurmountable battle. We fought hard and long for you, little one.

I once tried to convince myself that we fought for everyone equally in the battle of life and death. I thought that, certainly, medical professionals would not be biased in regards to age when it came to treatment. I believe I thought wrong.

I have never seen such warriors in a battle as I saw today. Everyone came together in a concerted effort to save you, little one. Your tiny locks upon your head spoke to us all, your still forming frame, your teeny nose and perfect mouth... it all spoke to us. As we tried valiantly to save you there were tears in many eyes. I stopped for a moment after giving you a drug that we hoped would help you back to us. I looked around. I saw the love for you in the eyes of many that never knew you before today. I witnessed before me true humane form. Co-workers gathered at the edge of the bed, watching, hoping, praying, wishing.... There wasn't a soul present that didn't want you to make it.

The silence at the moment that the doctor ended the battle could be heard from miles away. Silence can truly be louder than sound at times, I have learned.

When it was done and we finally ended the effort, I sat for a long time and watched you. You were so quiet and calm, almost as if merely sleeping. A diminutive smile even played at your lips, as if you knew something that we were all missing.

I wrapped you carefully in blankets and carried you to your mother and father to hold you one last time....

Today you touched my heart, little one. You may only weight 8 lbs, but the weight that you have played in my life and outlook is immeasurable.

We will be ready for You.

Lately, Mark and I have been discussing babies... We both want one, and now, but know we aren't exactly ready for that big of a change in our lives. We know we will never be financially ready for a child but we know we can at least make it easier on ourselves while we wait. The Lord has blessed us with a few extra dollars here and there and we have decided to take what extra we have and spend it towards the baby. We don't know when a baby will be actually in our lives, but until then, we will be preparing a place for it to sleep, a closet full of blankets and clothes, and a bounty of love wating to welcome her/him in.

My husband was born of a set of twins. He turned out just fine, but his brother was born Autistic. This week we cleaned out his grandmothers attic and ran across pretty much every toy, blanket, pillow, and memory the two of them had growing up. I brought everything home and washed it. I can't wait to tell our son/daughter that their favorite blanket was their dady's or Uncle Matt's when they were babies.

This resting boy above was found in the mix of memories. I gave him a good washing and hung him on the door to great the new addition (whenever that is) with us. =)

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