aw thts lovel;y i might print it off n stick it up at work i work on a nicu

That was beautiful. When your baby is premature you think 'why me' but that passage puts a new spin on it. thanks for posting it .

           mom to owen born at 25+6 weeks weighing 1lb 10oz

Aww Tha Was Beautiful... Made Me Cry!!

Mummy to Ty Born at 32wks

xxx

aww am crying!! that is so so so lovely. i have been feeling a bit down lately and blaming myself a bit.the most natural thing to a woman and my body cant even manage it - iv got a weak cervix so my kids "fell thru" so to speak. i am defo gonna print that off and pin it to my fridge so everytime i start blaming myself i can read it :D

 Mummy to Bo-Breeze born @ 32weeks and Misty-Blue born @ 26weeks (3cm dilated at 23weeks).

that was really lovely it also made me cry!

Thats lovely

Made me cry too! xxx

wow , thats lovely, made me cry!

Aaaaah ... lovely!

I "borrowed" it from another forum site, i have seen it on a few forums for premature babies and thought i would re-post here to remind us how special we all are!!

aww thats nice were u get it from

I love it

aww :')

Not sure if this has been posted on here before, but if it has it's still nice to read it again and remember how special us mums to premature babies are.

Laura - proud mum to Sophie, born at 33 weeks xx

Did you ever wonder how the mothers of premature babies are chosen? Somehow, I visualize God hovering over Earth, selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to take notes in a giant ledger. "Beth Armstrong, son. Patron Saint, Matthew. Marjorie Forrest, daughter. Patron Saint, Celia. Carrie Rutledge, twins. Patron Saint ... give her Gerard. He's used to profanity." Finally, he passes a name to an angel and smiles. "Give her a preemie."
The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly," smiles God. "Could I give a premature baby a mother who knows no laughter? That would be cruel."
"But does she have the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she'll drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that sense of self and independence so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I'm going to give her has a world of its own. She has to make it live in her world, and that's not going to be easy."
"But Lord, I don't think she even believes in you."
God smiles. "No matter, I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just the right amount of selfishness."
The angel gasps, "Selfishness?! Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she can't separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with a child less than perfect. She doesn't know it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a step ordinary. When her child says 'mama' for the first time, she will be witness to a miracle and know it. I will permit her to see clearly the things I see – ignorance, cruelty, prejudice – and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as she is here by my side."
"And what about her Patron Saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in the air. God smiles.
"A mirror will suffice."