Be prepared to cry!
February 2, 2007 10:14am CST
A person would have to be heartless for this not to touch them. I know things like this happen as it happened with my oldest granddaughter. She was ready to be airlifted because whe wasn't breathing on her own. My son-in-law went in and started singing to her and she was breathing on her own before they wheeled my daughter in on a gurney. She had had to have a c-section. You are My Sunshine, My only Sunshine" (Be prepared to cry!!!!) Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help her 3-year-old son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out that the new baby was going be a girl, and day after day, night after night, Michael sang to his sister in mommy's tummy. He was building a bond of love with his little sister before he even met her. The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Panther Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. In time, the labor pains came. Soon it was every five minutes, every three, every minute. But serious complications arose during delivery and Karen found herself in hours of labor. Would a C-section be required? Finally, after a long struggle, Michael's little sister was born. But she was in very serious condition. With a siren howling in the night, the ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary's Hospital, Knoxville, Tennessee. The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there is very little hope. Be prepared for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room in their house for their new baby but now they found themselveshaving to plan for a funeral. Michael, however, kept begging his parents to let him see his sister. I want to sing to her, he kept saying. Week two in intensive care looked as if a funeral would come before the week was over. Michael kept nagging about singing to his sister, but kids are never allowed in Intensive Care. Karen decided to take Michael whether they liked it or not. If he didn't see his sister right then, he may never see her alive. She dressed him in an oversized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. It looked like a walking laundry basket. The head nurse recognized him as a child and bellowed, "Get that kid out of here now. No children are allowed." The mother rose up strong in Karen, and the usually mild-mannered lady glared steel-eyed right into the head nurse's face, her lips a firm line. "He is not leaving until he sings to his sister" she stated. Then Karen towed Michael to his sister's bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began to sing. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang: "You are my sunshine, my only sun shine, you make me happy when skies are gray." Instantly the baby girl seemed to respond. The pulse rate began to calm down and become steady. "Keep on singing, Michael," encouraged Karen with tears in her eyes. "You never know, dear, how much I love you, please don't take my sunshine away." As Michael sang to his sister, the baby's ragged, strained breathing became as smooth as a kitten's purr. "Keep on singing, sweetheart." "The other night, dear, as I lay sleeping, I dreamed I held you in my arms". Michael's little sister began to relax as rest, healing rest, seemed to sweep over her. "Keep on singing, Michael." Tears had now conquered the face of the bossy head nurse. Karen glowed. "You are my sunshine , my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away..." The next day...the very next day...the little girl was well enough to go home. Woman's Day Magazine called it The Miracle of a Brother's Song. The medical staff just called it a miracle. Karen called it a miracle of God's love. NEVER GIVE UP ON THE PEOPLE YOU LOVE. LOVE IS SO INCREDIBLY POWERFUL.
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13 Feb 07
Here comes the tears. (i'm not joking either) I know what you(s) was feeling there. My wife and i lost the most precious baby girl. (still born) It pretty much crushed us and my wife was heart broken. your story has really touched me and it is nice to never give up, i felt like doing it the day i had to come and i can honestly say i felt like taking my life because my head was so messed up. (lucky for me a caring friend online) speak to me for 6 straight hours and i was online from 4am to 10pm and i didn't sleep that day. (i normally wouldn't share this but the above really did touch me) I'm really glad she turned out to be okay. ~Joey
2 Feb 07
I have read this before but you are right. It is a very touching and moving story. I always want a follow up on the story though,lol. I want to know how those kids are doing today and how the mom is and what is going on in their lives. I'm just very curious I guess by nature,lol
• Bucklin, Kansas
17 Apr 07
I have seen this before and dont i know what the power of love can do . The Granddaughter of nanas that was fighting for her life , is my daughter. She stops what she is doing to this day and listens if the song her Daddy was singing to her comes on the radio. He sang to her everynight when I was pregnant with her. They truely do respond to the voices they hear in the womb. I know my grandson did the same after he was born, i talked to him everynight while lotioning his mamas tummy .
• United States
13 Feb 07
That is the first time I have read this. It is wonderful! A true miracle. The power of love is soooo great, and we never realize it until we need that power in such a situation. I would love to find an update on those two children, I'm sure they are now close and it would be great to find out about their life.