I received some disheartening news today. A young couple, both of whom I grew up with, just lost their baby boy. For 10 years these 2 have been trying to have a baby. Finally, they found out she was pregnant with their little miracle. For 38 weeks, everything was normal and looked good. Then, at their regular check-up, their doctor was unable to hear a heart beat. Their little miracle suddenly became the nightmare no parent should ever have to endure. This young couple and their family had to say hello and goodbye to this little guy at the same time.
I can't even imagine what they are going through. I don't even want to imagine, nor would I ever want anyone to know what that's like.
After being told we'd likely not have kids of our own, we were so ecstatic when we found out Ariana was with child. Being the way I am, every doctor appointment I was so worried that we'd get that terrible news. I'll never forget seeing Alexandra for the first time and knowing this is what we hoped and prayed for. And I truly wanted everyone to know that joy, especially my friends and family who have struggled to have kids.
Hearing this news today really made me think about how lucky and blessed we are to have little Lexi in our family. Every birth is a miracle! I get frustrated when Lexi doesn't listen or does something she knows she isn't supposed to do. But today, I got thinking about how much some people would give to have that. I wouldn't trade those few frustrating moments for the world. Because aside from those, nothing warms my heart and makes me feel like the luckiest man in the world more than hearing our 2 year-old stinker say "love you daddy" or, "kisses."
I can have the longest, crappiest day ever, but not be able to frown or even be upset when I walk in the door and hear "hi!" and see her running to the door to give me hugs. It may sound trite, but I am going to hold her just a little tighter tonight. For every parent who is getting mad at their child or even yelling at them, there are countless others who want nothing more than kids of their own. I pray for this family I mentioned herein that they will be comforted. I likewise pray for all my friends and family struggling to have kids, or who have similarly lost a child.