Dear Liam,
I found this poem written by a NICU mom. I'm so glad she wrote it. I am re-dedicating this to you my 28 weeks 3 day miracle.
When Mommy Couldn't Hold You
By Sarah Kamienski
"Pregnant? Us? Oh, this will be great!,"
I remember thinking that day.
Not having a clue what lay in store,
Or really knowing the way.
After days and weeks and months of growing,
You made Mommy's tummy quite large.
For each moment that you were safely inside me,
I felt that I was in charge.
Then all of the sudden - I couldn't believe it!
Mommy felt so unprepared.
When the doctor said, "This is it! Here we go!"
Mommy was so very scared.
You were not "due" for weeks to come,
I thought I had so much more time
To prepare myself, my heart, my life,
But my plans flipped on a dime.
Then all of the sudden and without much warning,
It was all taken out of my hands.
When out of my tummy you came so fast,
And then Mommy's real fear began.
Although my tummy seemed quite large for me,
You, my dear, were not.
Off to the NICU, alone, you were sent.
My heart, it leapt, felt caught.
A whole new world we entered then,
Not knowing quite what to do.
Not able to hold you, at first, even touch you
And yet, oh, how my love grew!
After just one moment of breathing you in,
My heart was forever changed.
For you had captured me with your precious spirit;
A stake in my soul, you had claimed.
I watched and I cried as they wrapped you in blankets,
Swaddling you with oh so much care.
I raised my empty hands up to Heaven,
Admitting I was so very scared.
I longed to hold you. I longed to protect you.
I longed to make it ok.
Yet, it became clear that I was no longer "in charge,"
And that all I could do was pray.
I offered my milk, I offered my presence.
I learned how to touch you just so.
That you would feel safe, cared for, and loved,
Through the glass you would know.
Then, as clearly as day, I opened my eyes
And saw for the very first time-
It wasn't the incubator that held you at all.
It was God. His hands, you were fine.
You see, dear child, I never had control,
As much as I would've liked to think.
For this was His plan, I see now so clearly.
In letting go, I found the link.
The comfort in moments of fear for tomorrow;
the solace for unending tears.
The truth that when Mommy couldn't hold you,
Dear child, He was so very near.
His angels around you, above and below,
They guarded you morning and night.
Singing sweet songs and calming your fears;
Never letting you out of their sight.
You see, my sweet angel, I have learned at long last
That there is no guarantee.
All we have is this moment to love one another,
To rest, to cherish, to be.
So, as you grow up and the memories fade
Of your days spent in the NICU,
May you always remember the closeness you felt
To the One who protected and held you.
I know you'll be scared again someday.
But whenever you feel some alarm,
Remember the truth that when Mommy can't hold you,
God holds you safe in His arms.
