My favorite Christmas song is "Oh Holy Night". There is a little story behind it, too.
I remember finally getting the courage to venture to the NICU to see my newborn daughter. I'd had her the day before, but with her having a serious health problem and me already losing a few babies to miscarriage I was afraid of getting hurt again. I spoke to my husband the next evening and he said "She's all alone up there". It was like someone jerked me out of my dreamworld and into reality. My little one needed me. The nurse got me ready and took me up to the NICU. First things first, I had to scrub my hands and arms with a scrub brush and special soap. Then I was allowed to continue inside. It was the middle of the night the lights were dimmed. Room after room we passed, with fragile little bodies full of tubes and wires lay on tiny little beds. Finally the nurse stops at a door and pushes me inside. It was dark in the room but there was a light on behind the bed. The soft light surrounded my Faith Noelle like a halo and she looked almost angelic. It was then I noticed that a radio was playing in the background and the song playing was "Oh Holy Night." The nurse left me for a moment and I was able to touch Faith's cheek. I told her "If you have any of me in you--you will FIGHT. You will fight and you will win no matter what". Her right eye opened up at the sound of my voice, and she looked at me as I looked at her. I think in that moment we understood each other: this tiny little gift from God and her stubborn and unyielding but very loving mother. Faith left the hospital December 24, 13 days after she was born. She is still a fighter and the song "Oh Holy Night" still makes me cry happy tears. Merry Christmas everyone!
Thursday, December 20, 2007
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