The Unexpected . . .

Ok, I admit it.  I am a child of the '70s and so, I find listening to music of the '70s, '80s, and '90s to be very moving, energizing, a great way to unleash the frustrations of the day. So, on Dance Fridays, or Thrilling Thursdays, you may hear and see my children and myself dancing to 'YMCA', 'Thriller', or
the family favorite 'We are Family'.


Today, was no different, at least that is what I thought. We were going to listen to 'Ghostbusters' to assist us with getting ourselves ready for the day.  But because we no longer subscribe to the Pandora unlimited, what greeted us first, was a Johnsons and Johnsons commercial.  Entitled "A Mother's Intuition" I was not sure what was coming next.  However, Ladybug was transfixed. She watched as a woman in her mid-thirties was relaxing comfortably on a couch, white teacup in hand, like she was sitting in your living room, with you.  She is confiding in you about her difficulties with getting pregnant, the joys of finding out about her subsequent pregnancy with twins, and then the horror of how she went into labor at 26 weeks.  She reveals that her twins were born in an operating room, a boy and a girl under bright lights and palpable tension.  When asked what her son's name was, she answered 'Jamie', to which the doctor replied "Jamie is dead." 


In shock, the woman demanded to hold her baby, placed him on her bare chest, and requested her husband join them in the bed. Cocooned, the two of them wept as they softly spoke to their son about their hopes, their dreams.  They kissed him, hugged him, bathed him in their tears, and  held onto him for dear life. Then, the unexpected: the mother noticed that he was breathing.  The midwives were summoned, but they replied that Jamie was in the process of 'passing.'  But then, Jamie, opened his eyes, grabbed his father's finger and held on. 


Today, Jamie is five years old.  He has a twin sister and a little brother.  Jamie's mother is convinced that they provided the heat, warmth, and love that he needed to be ready for this world.  J and J's message, was to hug more, love more.


I was touched by this 2 + minute video.  I was not quite sure how LB felt.  She was quiet, subdued.
Ladybug: Mom, how did that happen?
Me:  That is a good question.  What do you think.
LB: I do not know.
Me:  Well, LB.  I believe that is what we call a miracle of God. 
LB: Hmm.
Me: They don't happen everyday. 
LB:  So why didn't this happen with my babysister? (Recalling the miscarriage from 2010).
Me:  I don't know, honey.  But maybe God did not think that it was time for you to have a sister. God knew Catalina was coming, but that maybe we needed to learn somethings first.


Dealing with the unexpected.  Not so easy for a person resistant to change.  I guess this will be one of my challenges for Lent and for Life. Perhaps my affection for disco music reflects this resistance to change.  Who knows?