Thursday, February 4, 2010

Soft Spot

Sometimes, things just hit you in a soft spot. I haven't generally linked to other blogs on my blog yet, mainly because who I follow shows up on the feed to the right. However, I came across this blog today on a babycenter group I'm in, and basically just let the tears flow. I've been a bit emo lately -- maybe motherhood is getting the better of me -- but this story struck me deeply. There was a time when I thought Mia may have been born with Down's, based on an ultrasound we had when Mia was 17 weeks. In my heart of hearts, I seriously doubted that she would be born with it, but the fear still lingered in the back of my head. Instead of having D.S., she was just born incredibly small for her age, which presented its own set of complications, which she has thankfully (to God) outgrown. But when I read her story, I was so moved by her honesty and her journey. How would I have felt? Reacted? The pregnancy is JUST the beginning and there are so many unknowns, so many expectations, hopes, and dreams and when the child arrives, your world can be turned upside down in ways you could have never imagined and you are compelled to grow and enlarge your heart, even when it didn't seem possible.

So, in honor of this woman, who(m?) I don't know, I'm going to post pictures of our own wonderwoman, Mia, fresh today from her park playdate with new (and one "old") friends, while I listen to her breathe deeply in a contented slumber via her video monitor:

Strangely, I've had the lyrics to "Let the Waters Rise" by Mikeschair in my head as I read this story. Here are just a few of the lines (but 'tis better to actually hear the song):

Don’t know where to begin
It's like my worlds caving in
And I try but I can't control my fear
Where do I go from here

Sometimes it's so hard to pray
When You feel so far away
but I am willing to go where You want me to
God I Trust You

There's a raging sea
Right in front of me
Wants to pull me in
Bring me to my knees

So let the waters rise
If You want them to
I will follow You
I will follow You

Sometimes you just never know. And what seems like the most tragic things can often become the most beautiful.


Greg said...

Did Mia even know she was in sand? Because it looks like she is more interested in looking at other babies, talking, and posing for pictures.

Parenting definitely makes you aware of so much more. I wouldn't give Mia back for anything. Love watching you and her grow.

Megan said...

Mia is blooming into a social butterfly. She didn't so much care about the sand as long as she got to look at the other babies and be close to me. And she def. blabbed "dada," made other noises for a good long while, and waved like she was trying out for a pageant.

Jana Hall said...

Great pictures, Megan! Mia is a doll! I can't wait to take my boys to the park!

Rose said...

Yes, I just read that entire linked blog entry (at work, no less)...and yes, I had to fight lil' tears. What a brave, soul-bearing tale. I'm glad for that mother's and your perspectives, esp. as I consider genetic counseling as a profession! Thanks, Megan. And thanks Mia for all you teach us about life.