Mother’s love your babies.

I still occasionally get hate e-mail for speaking out against elective induction of fetuses with anomalies incompatible with life EIFWAIL back in 2005. But what I tried to get across then as now is that the time is so limited with a baby who has a poor prognosis, that mother’s would truly benefit from spending every second they could with that baby, in the womb and outside instead of being persuaded to terminate the pregnancy out of fear.

As I continued to read about Audrey Caroline on her mom’s blog, I found a paragraph that really captured what could be/should be possible.

Bring The Rain: A Letter to My Daughter: “Your sisters were a little nervous when they came, but as they looked you over, God showed them who you were. The peace that had filled the room for the entire day rested on them, and they began to laugh and to talk to you as they would any other new baby. They each held you carefully, and kissed your sweet, clean skin. While they were all gathered around me on the bed, your nurse Candace came to listen to your heart. I asked her to be sensitive because of the girls, and after listening for a few minutes, she told me quietly that you were gone. The girls never knew that they had been present for that moment, and I thank God that He took you that way. There was never anything but peace. We sang over you as God welcomed you into heaven.”

Just as an aside, I never had a moment with my son Raphael alive outside the womb. That is a very special gift that should never be taken for granted, regardless of how long or short that time turns out to be.

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