Signing into my blog, and reading all of those comments while "I got my hands on a miracle played in the background" gave me goose bumps...........This post is for every last one of you and your miracles! For each of you who may not have children or have typical children, but have a special place in your heart for these special miracles. This post is for you. It is also for you anonymous, look at the comments on the last post, these little miracles are alive, blessing the world with their every breath, and some of them have moved on from this life, but are still touching us with the lives they were able to live even for a short while.
As I did my daily check on Monday morning on the blogs I love to read, and
I (got to Abby Grace's blog, and I saw what anonymous had said to Tamara,) I was speechless. This person had the nerve to tell Tamara that she should have had an abortion. This person thinks that because precious Abby doesn't talk, or run, or take gymnastics that she isn't a blessing, that she cant feel love? That her life doesn't count? I am hurt that there are people out there that don't see value in our children because they aren't typical, because they have medical issues. This person actually called Tamara selfish because she didn't have an abortion.
The greatest gift is love,
Our children know what love is, they know what it is to be held, and comforted. Our children know love, they share love, we can see it in their eyes.
I knew something was wrong with Alex when he was inside me, I cant explain how I knew. The doctors told me everything was fine, I even had an amniocentesis to ease my need to know mind. I could have ended the pregnancy, and not risk having a child with special needs. I wouldn't have to tube feed, or go to all the therapy, and doctor appointments, I wouldn't have to wait on surgery after surgery to be over. I could have chosen to get an abortion, but it wasn't my life to take, and that was my very much alive child inside of me, and I would not be the one to stop his strong beating heart just so there wouldn't be tubes, and vents, and therapy, and special care. I didn't have an abortion, and now the world is blessed by Alex, warmed by Alex, made better by Alex.
Taking care of a special needs child is the absolute hardest thing on earth to do. It is continuous, minute by minute giving of your self. There isn't a drop of selfish in having a special needs child.
It is the greatest act of love, to smile and tell your child you love them so so much, and not get any response back,
It is the greatest act of love, to teach your child how to hold a crayon knowing good and well they will never write you a letter.
It is the greatest act of love to give your child tastes of food, just so they can experience it, knowing good and well they will never eat by mouth.
It is the greatest act of love to take your special needs child out to a party or the zoo knowing good and well they don't "enjoy" it like the other kids.
It is the greatest act of love to look your child in the eyes and talk to them, read them books, even though they cant be reached.
It is the greatest act of love to wrap your arms around your child, even though they don't hug back.
It is the greatest act of love to describe to them the color of the sky, the color of the leaves, because they cant see.
It is the greatest act of love to learn an entire new language because they cant talk, or hear.
It is the greatest act of love to wheel them to the park, because they cant walk.
It is the greatest act of love to choose life for them because they are living, precious, human beings.
It is the greatest act of love to get up everyday and do it all over again,
not because you are selfish anonymous,
but because you love that very special, precious, valuable, priceless, beautiful, uniquely perfect, gift that is your child, that gift is
Alex, Abby, Gavin, Maddox, Cohen, Poppy, Jacob, Addison, Will, Natalie, Max, Caden, Logan, Asher, Isaac, Annabel, Eva, Eliot, Madeline, Elijah, "peanut", Joshua, Addie, Sophie, Corey, Melissa, Frankie, Sawyer, Noah, Matthew, Emma, Austin, Hannah, AnnaKate, Mallorie, Magdalena, Mary Grace, Issac, Marissa, Zachary, Dakota Rose, Juliana, Kevin, Curtis, Lucy, Carpenter, Makily, Lillian, Philip, each and everyone of you who left a comment on the last post and so many more.
All of these children are changing the world, they are making people smile, they are a continuous reminders of what unconditional love is. That is what this world needs. It is what you need anonymous.
Don't tell me that these sweet babies names I just listed only deserved to have their lives ended because they are differently abled. Each one of these children represent love, sacrifice, and everything that is pure, innocent and good.