We Almost Lost You
This boy can just break my heart. He’s an old soul like his mama, and has a twinkle in his eyes like his daddy. He’s as sweet as pie, a kind-hearted soul, challenges those around him, quick-witted, just, gifted, works hard, gives 100% in all he does, talented in so many areas, and is a huge blessing to our family.
Our home-birth with him was beautiful and intense simultaneously. For the last 25 seconds, we thought we lost you. The silence felt like an eternity as I quietly prayed for you to stay with us. In that moment, my bedroom felt small and I felt helpless as I watched your lifeless body. All I wanted was to help you but I knew that only God was the Only One that was writing this story. I had no control over your outcome. For me, the silence was deafening and that was the hardest part of this process.
As my midwife swiftly took you from your watery entrance to lay you on a comfy spot (I had already premade for your arrival) and with a lump in my throat, I watched her calmly grab all of the oxygen supplies. Those seconds felt like an eternity. Miraculously, and without any intervention, you took a huge breath that made me melt into a puddle of gratefulness. When I heard your faint cry, only GOD could make that possible. No one had done anything but pray.
I didn’t think I heard your cry correctly. Disbelief maybe? No words can explain how overjoyed I was to hear you. You lit up the room with joy and sighs of relief from everyone watching.
I was still sitting in the warmth of the water when I wrapped you in my arms to tell you it was going to be okay. Before my very eyes, your sweet, little pudgy face started to turn a bright, pink color from the gray that led me to think the worst. I couldn’t stop starring at you. You are a miracle from the Lord.
I have no other purpose on this earth than to be your mother, your encourager, train you to be a man of God, and to be a courageous, bold man who stands on the shoulders of your earthly father.
Daddy and I love you so much. And we look forward to being your biggest cheerleader in life! You make us smile.
Mama
Lo, children are an heritage of the Lord: and the fruit of the womb is his reward. As arrows are in the hand of a mighty man; so are children of the youth. Happy is the man that hath his quiver full of them: they shall not be ashamed, but they shall speak with the enemies in the gate.
Psalm 127:3-5