My cousin's baby will not live outside the womb. She just found out Thursday. Her baby has been diagnosed with holoprosencephaly... a big word for the lack of her baby's brain to develop normally. Her baby has the most severe type.
She is a mother already... She loves her baby more than words can say. Her little girl is still alive as long as she is in mommy's womb.
Please pray for both Mommy and Baby during this time.
I LOVE YOU RACHIEL AND I LOVE MY LITTLE 'NIECE'! Let me know if you ever need anything... I'll be there for you!
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
She is a mother already... She loves her baby more than words can say. Her little girl is still alive as long as she is in mommy's womb.
Please pray for both Mommy and Baby during this time.
I LOVE YOU RACHIEL AND I LOVE MY LITTLE 'NIECE'! Let me know if you ever need anything... I'll be there for you!
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Dylan Thomas
2 comments:
I too was just told that my baby has holoprosencephaly and I have made the decision not to terminate but to carry the baby to term. The doctors have told me that my baby will not survive out of my womb and I have come to terms with that but as long as her heart is beating I will not interfere. I am curious if your cousin will also carry the baby to term or untill the baby passes.
Rubie,
I am so sorry to hear that you are going through this same thing. My cousin is still the proud pregnant mommie of her beautiful baby girl. She is carrying Eva until Eva decides that it is her time. We are all hoping that her baby is born alive, if just for a few moments so her mommy can meet her. My cousin has decided to name her little girl Eva Eternity, meaning 'In Gods Hands Forever'. It is a very fitting name.
As parents, God has given us a great gift to look after His children. When it is their time to make a bigger difference and go to live with the Lord, then He will take them. We are guardians of those little ones while they are here on Earth, but they are always God's children. I hope you find comfort in knowing that your little one has a much higher purpose in the kingdom of Heaven with her maker.
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