Monday, July 19, 2010

Moved to Tears

Max watches over his sweet sister who is 1 week old.
Love is Kara's big brother, Dan. (1 week old)
Daddy holding his little globug--1 day old.

I came across these pictures today and they moved me to tears. In the days after Kara Faith was born my time was limited in going through the pictures and posting on her. I so distinctly remember these moments that are pictured here. First, Kara was 1 day old when we went down to the NICU to visit her and found her under orange & blue bili-lights. Yes, they were orange and blue--Go Gators! I love the sweet picture of her with her daddy. Also, Dan & Max spent many hours in the NICU with their baby sister. Here are a couple of her wrapped up in the EEG wires. They brought tears to my eyes because I hated her having those tests done. They were on her for 48 hours plus that time because it was over a weekend and their tests were done, but no one was around to take them off. At that point, we didn't know exactly how long she would be with us and we just wanted to hold her and love her and the EEG got in the way of bonding with our baby. Both Dan and Max took this in stride and you can see how much they love their sister.
The pain of losing her surfaces in spurts now.


homeschool101 said...

So precious! She may not be here in with you but in spirit she is and will always be with you until you meet again in heaven. She is truly and blessing and inspiring little one. What a testimony you have.

May you continue to rest in Gods arms with a surrounding of Love and peace.

Chris in FL--Joyful Mother said...

Oh how precious Nancy! I remember those days. Just the other day I was in weeping tears as I shared at my women's group what you went through and how the Lord has taught me lots of things through this experience. Yep...I am still moved to tears.

Kara Faith will forever be some one very special to me!! :)

Love you,

Military Mom said...

Our experience was similar... Grief will most definitely come in waves, but they are waves that wash up over and then recede. Not walls of a Tsunami that devastates everything in sight. When we sing the song "You are my All in All," we must take into account that this means even our little ones who cannot sing the words. Jesus is Kara's "All in All." We must believe that, then step out of the
wave," dry off, and attend to the wonderful gifts He continues to entrust to our care here on earth. Praise God that grief is not a life sentence....

MarshaMarshaMarsha said...

Precious, beautiful pictures! What a gift from God, sweet Kara Faith...