The Greatest Baby Gift
In 2012, my sister, Jill, and best friends hosted two baby showers for our first born son, Teddy. T hey were beautifully decorated, had sweet little baby details, were attended by the ones who mean the most to me. We received a new stash of baby items from our loved ones for our expected babe. Many prayers were prayed over us, both during the showers and throughout the pregnancy. In 2013, I told some friends we were expecting our second born and they excitedly offered to host a “sprinkle” for us. Soon after this offer, we realized our baby’s body was rather sick and he, Simon, may not be with us long. No sprinkle needed to be hosted, few gifts were bought, but prayers abound. Simon was born breathing May 14, 2014 and lived for seven days and twenty-two glorious minutes. Not knowing prior to his birth if he would be joining us at home, we had the privilege of pulling out the gifts we received from Teddy's baby showers and dusted them off one-by-one: the bassinet, the