The power of a mothers' kiss is amazing. It can take a hurt little boy whose little world has come crashing down back to where it should be... and even better, any owie that has happen is instantly made better with the mother's kiss. As a new mom I just knew that that my kisses could fix every thing!
That is until it didn't.
When Tim was born at 30 weeks he was so little. The doctors took him away and I wasn't able to see him for a few hours, and it was a day before I could hold him. My little baby was in the hospital fighting for his little life and I couldn't do anything. I wanted to kiss him better, but I was only allowed to touch his ever so small hand.
I couldn't kiss him better. I wanted too. I cried as I held him and softly kissed his head. Feeling like there was nothing I could do but wait... wait for him to be big enough and strong enough to leave.
So I prayed. I prayed that he would get better. I prayed that I would be strong enough for what ever happens. I prayed that his spirit would be a strong one and that he would continue to fight for this beautiful life.
That little baby has now grown into a crazy strong willed child. He often has bumps and bruises that I get to kiss better. And my kisses work.
I prayed often before this happen. I just never expected the intensity of my prayers to be so strong as I was praying for this new spirit. When you have a sick child it's so different. Even as you pray for them you are praying for yourself to be comforted and to have the mindset of "Thy Will." The thought of having to give him back to my Father in Heaven was a hard one, and something that I didn't want to think about. But it was in that moment that the Atonement made so much sense and the power of what my Savior did for me. And if He had bigger plans for my little baby, and his mission on this earth was completed by just having a body, then I would give him back, and know that all is well.
I have learned many new things as a mom, but this is the one that really hit me.
Kisses are amazing! Prayers are answered!
8 comments:
Glad you little guy made it and is alive, wild, and thriving!
Being a mother brings the greatest joys and heartaches. What a lesson for each of us to learn! Glad your little guy is strong and healthy now - though the process to get there was long and hard.
I'm glad you have your Tim! I enjoyed your post. :-)
Sweet post. I tried to kiss a bruise better the other day but apparently my magic has worn off. Luckily, bandaids work!
It really is amazing to watch them grow up. I love this post! I think mothers probably have the highest % of prayers of any group of people. :)
That was beautiful, thank you for sharing! Kisses are amazing, and so is prayer.
When God commanded us to pray without ceasing, I am sure he knew preemie moms could hold up our end of the deal. I never prayed so much as when he was in the NICU.
I am so glad I can put my trust in a God who knows my pain and has the power to carry me through it. Gladder still that God gave us such strong little fighters.
What a beautiful post Leah.
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