Monday, August 31, 2009

The purpose of life from a grieving father's perspective

There's a blog I follow from a woman that I 'met' on a message board for infertility. She got pregnant with triplets via in-vitro fertilization and delivered them at 25 weeks and 5 days . They were all doing incredibly well until one of the triplets, Annaleigh, passed away last week at 2 months of age from a sudden stomach disease. Her sister Lily and brother Charlie are thriving. The Daddy wrote a eulogy that he delivered at Annaleigh's funeral. He also posted it on the blog. One part of the eulogy has been on my mind for a few days now. He wrote:

Eight weeks of life is just too short. It makes me think about what the point of life is at all. That’s a hard question to think about when you’re of clear and sound mind, but to think about it at a time like this is just unfair. But I think I’ve come up with an answer to that question anyway.

The way I see it, there are three points to life:
1. To love and be loved.
2. To prove you can make it on your own.
3. To have babies of your own.

It's interesting to me that a couple that struggled with infertility and had to do in-vitro to get pregnant would think that one of the three points of life is to have a baby of your own, but that's not my point. What strikes me about his observation is the brevity of it. You see, this man does not believe in God nor eternal life. To me, the only thing worse than losing your newborn baby is to not be able to reach out in desperation to your Lord and Savior for his neverending peace and comfort and to not trust that your precious baby is with Jesus in Heaven and will be reunited with you very soon. Can you imagine? I am so sad for this family. I am so sad that they lost their beautiful two month old daughter. I am even more sad that they don't have a relationship with Jesus Christ. I simply cannot imagine surviving that tragic loss without Him.
http://threecheersforbabies.blogspot.com/

Claire at 4 months


Claire at 4 months:
  • Reaches for items in front of her
  • Interacts a lot. She tries to copy your facial expressions. The other night she and Josh took turns making funny noises ("farty sounds") with their mouths.
  • Rolls over from back to tummy constantly. She doesn't stop!
  • 11 lbs 7 oz and 23.5 inches long
  • Laughs a lot! Something that is hilarious one day may produce a blank stare the next.
  • Drools like crazy. We put a bib on her a lot to soak up the drool.
  • Puts her fist or fingers in her mouth.
  • Grabs her toes.
  • Is sometimes scared of strangers, especially men. "Strangers" have included Grandpa Jeff and Uncle Chris.
  • Notices Sydney more.
  • Is better at taking the bottle but still far prefers her Mommy.
  • Can cry /fuss herself to sleep occasionally (I don't let it go more than 3-5 minutes).
  • Enjoys being outside.
  • Doesn't sleep as well as she used to (but still good). She sleeps about 12 hours at night, with getting up once to eat. May get up another one or two times and need the pacifer reinserted.
  • Pulls her legs up under her while on her tummy. I told her she better not even think about crawling anytime soon!!
  • Still wears 0-3 month size clothing.
  • Makes my heart ache for her when I'm not with her!
  • Has a hammer arm. She pumps her right arm up and down, up and down. This is a brand new development.
  • Has a magnetic field in front of her mouth. She wants to put everything in her mouth. If anything is within a foot, she'll open her mouth and try to put it in.
  • Had her first cold already when she was about 3 1/2 months old. So sad!

Tuesday, August 11, 2009

French Fries

A Dad took his little girl to McDonalds. He bought her a small french fry, which contained 20 french fries. After they sat down, the Dad asked his daughter if he could have 2 french fries.

She hesitated because she knew deep down that she wanted all of her french fries herself.

She finally told her Dad that she didn't want to share any of her french fries. Sadly, she didn't realize two things:

  • Her Dad had the ability to give her many, many more french fries. More french fries than she could ever dream of or want.
  • Her Dad could easily take some or all of the french fries from her.

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I've been thinking and praying a lot about our french fries lately. I so badly want to give away 2 of our 20 french fries but there's a little part of me that says I "need" all 19 or 20.

August 11th

We found out I was pregnant with Claire one year ago today! What an incredible day that was!