Big Daddy and I have had a lot of tough conversations over the past 7 weeks-questioning why God does the things he does-especially to "good people". SK prays nightly for "baby L to feel better and thank you God for taking him out of Aunt M's tummy and thank you God for baby L". In some way, I feel like she knows something we haven't said because she's said it all on her own since he was born. So yesterday, our group of friends made a decision to support Baby L and do the Buddy Walk. Can I just tell you, what an amazing experience that was-(minus my wimpy 3 year old complaining her legs were tired the whole time). Baby L even won "youngest buddy"!! But while we were on the trail, SK and I had a conversation that I wasn't sure what to say:
SK: "mom why are we walking for baby L?"
me: "because God made him really really special".
Me: "welllllll... I think he thought Aunt M and Uncle B were really good parents and he wanted to use them to be great parents to baby L. He has really special plans for them."
SK: "so God made baby L really special?"
me: "yes baby. Really Really special-and we get to make sure he knows that for the rest of his life."
SK: "that's cool mom. Baby L is my best friend and I love him".
And so it hit me. For 7 weeks, we have all struggled with comprehending a diagnosis that has changed us. But as I reflect on the Buddy Walk and the ways that God has used Baby L to change us for the better, I find myself thanking God for this amazing gift instead of being angry. Baby L will never know a day when he doesn't not know he is loved and cherished by us. Our kids will be better because they will never know a day that baby L is "different"-he is their friend and they will stick by him no matter what. They will stick up for him and they will let others know how awesome he is-in fact, I'm pretty sure they started yesterday. I'm pretty sure our kids are teaching us adults a pretty valuable lesson-they (and we do too) love him for who he is...Baby L.