I sit here with tears in my eyes holding one of the most precious gift of all the gifts that God grants us, wondering how anyone could not wanting such a beautiful gift. Her name is Rosemary and she is perfect. Her perfectly shaped head and big bright eyes, her sweet smile can make you melt in a second. It is true; I'm in love.
Rosemary was born with a genetic disorder called bladder entropy which literally means she was born with her bladder on the outside of her body. She will have corrective surgery once she becomes strong and healthy enough. At 13 days old Rosemary was brought into the hospital because her family did not want her because of her easily corrective disorder or maybe even just because she is a girl.
Every time Rosemary goes to the bathroom, one or two, she screams. It absolutely breaks my heart to see her in pain and know there is nothing I can do. So, I clean her up, pray over her, and sing her a song. She knows my voice and studies my face and in my arms, she knows nothing will harm her.
Rosemary is three months old and acts as your typical three month old; she loves to be held and to eat. She is learning to smile and loves when I sing to her. Her favorite position to be held is on her belly. How anyone could not want this beautiful babe I have come to call "mine" is beyond my fathoming.
I thank our Maker that she, too, was made in His perfect image. I thank Him that He entrusts me to watch over her, clean and feed her, pray over her, and most of all LOVE her. My month with Rosemary is almost half over, and that breaks my heart, but more than that, I praise my God that she is still alive and I had a month to spend loving this sweet sweet baby girl.
