(For my international readers, this post is inspired by the holiday of Thanksgiving celebrated this Thursday. As I look up the definition in the dictionary, it reads: The expression of gratitude, especially to God. And, (In North America) an annual national holiday marked by religious observances and a traditional meal including turkey. The holiday commemorates a harvest festival celebrated by the Pilgrims in 1621, and is held in the US on the fourth Thursday in November.)
A Miracle In The Making
A few weeks after my son’s birth he was diagnosed with a rare form of dwarfism called Thanatophoric Dysplasia. His days were not promised to us. Indeed, we lived each day understanding our son’s life was precarious. Days turned into weeks and soon we celebrated his one month birthday.
Then, on his six month birthday, he came home from the hospital.
That was ten years ago. We no longer celebrate “month” birthdays but this Thanksgiving I thank God for giving us the blessing of raising a miracle.
What is the miracle you are thankful for?
A Boy’s Love For His Daddy
As I lean over to lift my son from the car seat, he presses his arms tightly to his body. I stand up and pause.
Hmm, that’s unusual. I try again. Same reaction.
I ask my husband to try. As my husband approaches, he wiggles his fingers and offers his son a huge smile. My son looks up, flashes his pearly whites and raises both arms in the air.
I nod, now understanding. He wanted his daddy to pick him up, not me.
I’m not upset by this change of procedure. I’m delighted to see this relationship between my husband and his non-verbal son. He loves his daddy. Now, he looks for his Papa to pick him up all the time. I am thankful for this beautiful interaction showing what love looks like.
What relationship are you most thankful for?
The Wealth of Health
I’ve never been more grateful for health than now. Could it be, as I tip toe into my fifties, health has more bearing? I pray fervently for this sweet son to have health. Indeed, I have prayed for this boy daily all his life. Every sniffle, runny nose and cough raises my eyebrows. So it is with most mothers.
My toolbox has a couple of extra tools to help my son. A nebulizer to help his coughs. A concentrator for low oxygen levels. And suction equipment to help with mucus.
But, more than the tools, I am thankful for not needing to use them. For days upon end his equipment is silent. The “on” switch stays in the “off” position. For this, I am most grateful.
Are you thankful for the health of your family?
A Boy’s Toys: I-Pad
Eating at Texas Roadhouse, we placed Samuel in his stroller at the end of the table. As I devoured my salad, the patrons next to us get up to leave. Passing by the stroller, an elderly gentleman stops and observes Samuel’s fingers flying over the touch screen of his I-Pad.
“My, he sure knows how to use it.” He then chuckles, adding, “Kids these days.”
I imagine he might have been thinking of his grandchildren. And, yes, my son knows how to whip his way around the You Tube Kids app and photos on the I-Pad. This is one of the tools in our parent toolkit. And I am thankful. It keeps him re-focused (most times) off of his other love, cereal.
What tool are you thankful for in your parental tool box?
Every Parent’s Go To: O’s
My son is very motivated by a round piece of cereal in the shape of an O. He has learned to stand reaching for this golden circle. He is attempting to walk (sideways) to reach this morsel on the couch. He will obey commands from the school teacher in attempt to not only please her but to secure a delectable reward.
And so, I am thankful for a bag of Three Sister’s brand, Honey O’s. Don’t leave home without it.
What makes your life easier in raising your child?
The Preciousness Of Life
I pick up my twenty-two pound package of love and hold him tight. I tickle his belly and he erupts in laughter making his whole body shake with joy. My laugh lines appear as I add my giggles to his. I gaze into his face, awed. How did I get so blessed?
It strikes me all at once how precious life is. I take these moments, press them into memory and seek to add more, day by day. So, as I ponder what to be thankful for this Thanksgiving, it is easy to find an answer. I’m thankful for the snuggles, the giggling and the laughter of a child. A special child who has exceeded all expectations of a lethal diagnosis of dwarfism. I thank God for this gift.Thanksgiving- not just a day, but a daily habit. Click To Tweet
As you enjoy your bountiful banquet this Thursday, will you add thanks for the preciousness of life? What are your top six reasons to be thankful? Do you have more than six? Please share, I’d love to hear it.
Written by: Evelyn Mann
Author, WIP, A Miracle In My Living Room