Wednesday, June 17, 2009

He laughs when I cry

I just found myself watching a segment on Oprah about a couple in Arkansas who lost their baby boy (named Eliot) after only 99 days with him. I saw a video on youtube once about them and how they released 99 balloons to celebrate his life, but I avoided watching it because I was pregnant and about to be induced when I ran across it. I watched the TV, literally sobbing with my own Elliott on my chest while he struggled to lift his head and look around. I put him on his back again and thanked God for my baby, and Elliott looked up at me and smiled the same way David does when I cry over something on TV.

It gave me a jolt of perspective (which is always refreshing) about what a joy it is to answer the cries of my grunty, gassy baby who is healthy and happy. Even when running on next to no sleep.

1 comment:

Tiffany said...

That is so true! Despite the hard parts it is such a blessing!