Dear Jordy-Bug,
Today I am thankful for choices. Choices like walking or driving. Speaking out or remaining silent. Wearing jeans or skirts (Mommy never chooses skirts, by the way). Eating in or dining out. Getting married or staying single. Reading a book or surfing the internet. Voting Democratic or Republican. Watching TV or going to a movie. Drinking wine or beer. Going to school or remaining uneducated. Loving or hating. Believing in God or adhering to atheism.
Some of these may seem like mundane choices. Some of them are big, important choices. Regardless, they are decisions that not everyone has the economic, political, or religious freedom to make. It is a testament to how blessed Daddy and I are that we have the luxury of making them. Even the silly ones.
Today and every day, we love you, remember you, and honor you. Those aren't conscious choices though. They are part of who we are. And I'm grateful for that too.
Love,
On March 14, 2012 at 10:58am, our precious Jordyn was born. She was 7lbs, 6oz, 20.5 inches long, had dark brown hair, beautiful blue eyes,...and no heartbeat. Because she was deprived of oxygen during delivery, she spent her time here on earth in the NICU, surrounded by family and friends. We sang to her, read to her, bathed her, combed her crazy hair, changed her diapers, prayed with her, and cuddled her until she died in my arms on the evening of March 28th. These are my love letters to her.
Tuesday, November 27, 2012
30 Days of Thanks: Day 27--Choices
I'm a wife to an amazing man, a mother to a beautiful baby girl in heaven, and her little sister and baby brother on earth. I'm a daughter, a sister, an aunt, a niece, a cousin, a friend, a Christian, an Instructional Coach, a Packer Fan, a Badger Fan, and a bit of a neat freak.
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On March 14, 2012, I gave birth to Jordyn, the most beautiful baby girl ever. During delivery, however, she was deprived of oxygen. We lived with her in the NICU for two weeks, loving her, holding her, reading to her, singing to her, bathing her, changing her diapers, styling her full head of dark brown hair, praying over her, and sharing her with friends and family, until she went home to Jesus on March 28, 2012. These are my love letters to Jordyn Tyse-Dallas "TD" Sander; our little Jordy-Bug.
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