The Testosterone Adventures: coincidence… or not

Sunday, September 16, 2012

coincidence… or not

Having Huck start off his life in the NICU meant complete chaos for the first two weeks of his life. Having him home for the last few weeks I have finally been able to process and digest the amazing series of events that lead to the day I could finally bring him home. Nursing a baby gives one time to think and staring down at a sweet little baby generally makes one think about… well… that sweet little baby. Huck’s conception, pregnancy and most of all birth were riddled with coincidences, serendipity and an amazing alignment of the stars none more fascinating than this one.

somewhere in south florida

on the third floor of a children’s hospital

in a nicu

a little baby hibernated in his isolette

the baby was stressed

the heart to heart program was implemented

thought was given to determine what fabric would be best suited for the baby

he was given two very special flannel hearts

the hearts were to be scented by his mother’s breast

he wore his heart over his face every day as he grew stronger and stronger

meanwhile…

somewhere in missouri

several hundred miles away

in a very busy house

a mother of three sat at her sewing machine

news had traveled that a baby had been added to the ever budding family tree

blessed with the skills and patience to sew

she created a very special blanket

she stitched with love and grace

once finished, she packaged it and shipped it south

somewhere in south florida

in a pink house

a baby just released from his cocoon in the nicu was very sleepy

his mother swaddled him in a very special blanket while tucking him in

next she placed a very special heart over his face

then her jaw dropped in sheer amazement

tears threatened to spill over the mother’s eyes

overcome with emotion and the presence of GOD’s hand

she smiled and tucked in her baby swaddled in his very special blanket with his very special heart covering his eyes

Thank you Pam and Deanna for surrounding my baby Huck with love and for allowing all you do to be guided by the hand of GOD.

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EmilySeptember 16, 2012 at 9:33 PM
Awww... That is so cool! I vote not a coincidence! I'm so happy baby huck is doing well! Love you guys!
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ErinSeptember 16, 2012 at 11:47 PM
thanks emily
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