Sunday, February 28, 2010

2 years


I found myself thinking, "I can't believe Caroline's 1st birthday is coming up." Then it hit me. This will be her 2nd birthday.


In some ways, it feels like two years have passed since she was born. At the same time, it feels like it was last week. It doesn't make sense. The days leading up to her birth are a blur. But the day she was born... If I close my eyes, I am taken back to that place. It feels like I am there

Initially, in the room next to the operating room; her still with me. I blink, and find myself in the operating room. She was coming so fast. The pain was the most intense I have ever felt in my life. I will never forget. I remember the sense of calm I felt once the epidural was placed. I laid there, staring up at the white ceiling, bright lights shining down on me. I do what I am told because I am completely numb. Physically. Mentally. The next thing I know, she is before me. My flesh and blood. She makes a tiny peep for us and is quickly rushed away to my left. I gaze back up to the ceiling and the bright lights, in a daze Why did it not occur to me to pray for her in that moment? Why did I need a reminder? I will never know. I can see Dr. Rojas approaching to tell us it was over. Despite their best attempts, she never stabilized. We agreed no further resuscitation should be performed. He brought her to our side. Said she was a beauty. She was. I remember asking him to take care of her. I could not be there to bath and dress her. She would be with someone else in the last moments of her life. She would take her last breath in the arms of someone else. I would not see her again until I was back in that room. The one next to the operating room. The room where I spent days trying to keep her safely inside. But this time, she was not with me.


I am blessed to know who held her when I could not be there. I am blessed to have a letter describing the last moments of my daughters life. I am blessed to know she was prayed over. I am blessed to know the sign of the cross was etched on her forehead. She was held. She was rocked. She was loved until she was placed back into my arms. How bittersweet it was to hold her in my arms, knowing it would be my first and last time to do so. If only time could stop...


Our time with Caroline was too short. Letting her go was one of the most difficult days of my life. But now, 2 years later, I can smile when I talk about her. My tears are few and far between. I think of her daily. But I am no longer paralyzed with anxiety and sorrow. I am happy. As hard as it is to confess, I can already see that good has come out of her death. And the death of her big sister.


My girls. They made an impact. If on no one else, they made an impact on their mother. For it is through their deaths that I have been changed forever. I will never be the same person again. Praise the Lord. I am a work in progress. God is slowly, but surely working on me. He used them to do so.


Happy Birthday to my second born child. My daughter. Sweet Caroline. You are ALWAYS in my heart. Thank you for blessing me with your life. A life that is helping truly save mine...

13 comments:

Karina said...

What a beautiful tribute, Danielle. I didn't know you then, but I am so moved by your story. Thank you for sharing your thoughts and experiences so eloquently.

Salza Family said...
This comment has been removed by the author.
Salza Family said...

Remembering Caroline today and knowing she has impacted all our lives! Lots of love to you!

Shelley said...

Your girls have impacted so many lives, including mine. You are such a wonderful mother, Danielle, to Finley, Caroline, and Crosby. I still think of them often. They are deeply loved and missed by many.

Kristen said...

Through tears, I read your post. Your girls have made an impact on my life too Danielle! Remembering Caroline today.

Anonymouse said...

What a beautiful tribute to your sweet girl. Thanks for sharing this with us.

jennifer demoss said...

As I sit here with tears in my eyes, I thank you for sharing your story. Your girls have impacted my life more than you will ever know. Thank you.

Jill Fields said...

Of course, of course, they have impacted mine as well! I was just telling someone their story after my shower as I knew Caroline's birthday was coming up. Mrs. Lucy had mentioned it as I know it was on her mind seeing all the beautiful "girly" things Ann Cornter was gifted with...sometimes I feel so guilty carrying around this baby when I know others who either haven't been able to conceive or who have lost children. Baby Dedication at our church was Sunday...such a precious time for some families, heartache for others. Juli and I both thought of this sitting there in the crowd. We love you, and we love Caroline. Thank you for being so vulnerable...it's more encouraging than you will ever know!

The Shoes said...

So sweet, Danielle. Thank you for sharing your precious girls with us. What an impact their stories have made on my life! Thinking about you today.

J

Melissa said...

Still crying. . .you write so beautifully! Thank you for sharing your memories and blessings with us. She is an angel and will always be with you.
There is so much comfort in knowing that she is safe within the arms of the Lord . . .with Finley and James and many many other blessings. Love you!

MRH said...

Sweet, sweet love from a mother to her child---
Thinking of you and Blake.

Ashlee said...

Beautiful tribute, Danielle!

Robin Estep said...

Danielle...this was so beautifully written!