



HOW GOD SELECTS THE MOTHER FOR THE LESS-THAN-PERFECT CHILD
by Erma Bombeck
Most women become mothers by accident, some by choice, a few by social pressures and a couple by habit. This year nearly 100,000 women will become mothers of handicapped children. Did you ever wonder how mothers of handicapped children are chosen? Somehow I visualize God hovering over earth selecting his instruments for propagation with great care and deliberation. As he observes, he instructs his angels to make notes in a giant ledger.
"Armstrong, Beth, son. Patron Saint Matthew."
"Forrest, Marjorie, daughter, Patron Saint Cecilia."
"Rutledge, Carrie, twins. Patron Saint Gerard. He's used to profanity."
Finally, He passes a name to an angel and smiles, "Give her a handicapped child." The angel is curious. "Why this one, God? She's so happy."
"Exactly", smiles God. "Could I give a handicapped child to a mother who does not know laughter? That would be cruel."
"But has she the patience?" asks the angel.
"I don't want her to have too much patience, or she will drown in a sea of self-pity and despair. Once the shock and resentment wear off, she'll handle it. I watched her today. She has that feeling of self and independence that is so rare and so necessary in a mother. You see, the child I am going to give her has her own world. She has to make it live in her world and that's not going to be easy."
"But, Lord, I don't think she even believes in You."
God smiles. "No matter. I can fix that. This one is perfect. She has just enough selfishness."
The angel gasps. "Selfishness? Is that a virtue?"
God nods. "If she cannot separate herself from the child occasionally, she will never survive. Yes, here is a woman whom I will bless with less than perfect."
"She does not realize it yet, but she is to be envied. She will never take for granted a spoken word. She will never consider a “step” ordinary. When her child says “Momma” for the first time, she will be present at a miracle and know it! When she describes a tree or a sunset to her blind child, she will see it as few people ever see my creations.
I will permit her to see clearly the things I see .... ignorance, cruelty, prejudice ... and allow her to rise above them. She will never be alone. I will be at her side every minute of every day of her life because she is doing my work as surely as if she is here by my side."
"And what about her patron saint?" asks the angel, his pen poised in mid air. God smiles. "A mirror will suffice."



















To update you on Braden's progress:
Braden can hold his head up for longer periods, and there really isn’t much “bobbing” anymore. The other night he held it up almost constantly for about half an hour with a few short breaks before getting tired… so we are seeing progress. He is cooing a lot more… mostly just like humming an “aahhh” or an “ooohhh” – which we know are his happy and content sounds. Sometimes he will ‘sing’ to us all the way home from daycare! (He LOVES car rides and stroller walks, and being held – those are times he is cooing most). Still not a lot of variety in his sound making, except those little jibbers we get when he is dreaming (adorable & hilarious at the same time). It sounds like shaking off a chill or something… hard to explain, easier to imitate.
He is finding that he can move his arms with purpose, and not just when he is mad. He is back to hanging them out to the side, or up in the air, or ‘flex’… some of which we haven’t seen since we were hospitalized at TCH at five months. So we are hoping to now move forward from here, now that we seem to have caught up to our "pre-TX" status.







Well, we received the news this weekend that Braden will not be going to Susie's after all. We eagerly wait to see what the Lord has planned for us next.



