A Gift

October 21, 2015

Last Thursday was a day where I had every intent on going to work. I was planning to be at a mandatory training that morning, and to leave work early for the airing of the Dr. Phil show.

Brynn had been saying since that Sunday at church, that her contractions were about 15 minutes apart, but never progressing. At bible study on Wednesday night, she was saying that they were getting stronger. We prayed for her before she left bible study, and at about 3:00 in the morning I found myself wide awake. My odd sleeping habits never cease to amaze me these days so I reached to my phone on my night stand and saw she had sent a message to the Raise for Rowyn team about forty minutes prior. She was headed to the hospital with contractions 5 minutes apart.

I immediately was much more awake than before. I know how sketchy the service can be at the hospital, as I had my two kids at the same one, so I wasn’t surprised when she didn’t respond to my text message asking her if this was the real deal.

I somehow fell back asleep for a short time, and by 6am she was telling us she was being admitted. I had this grin on my face that was stuck. I got up and was getting ready for work. As I stood in the bathroom getting ready, her message quickly came across that her water had broken. Mynrow was officially coming that day, October 15, 2015.

I swelled up with tears. I was happy for her, happy for her family, happy for Mynrow and I think happy for me too. Why would I be happy for me? Somehow in this devastating nightmare of a year, Mynrow represents a new milestone, life and beginning for all that has happened and everyone involved.

I quickly decided that working was out of the question this day. I was leaving early anyways, but I could not keep my tears from flooding. I wanted to go to the hospital. I went to an appointment with Jen that morning, and in the meantime I had been receiving messages from Brynn’s mom keeping me in the loop. She asked me to reach out to our pastor and ask him to pray for them. I did, and immediately I could see how excited he was as well. This was a new baby, being born that was such a gift. Everyone could see it. Everyone who heard may have felt a twitch at their throat as a slight tear may have welled up in joy. She is no ordinary baby, nor is her sister.

As we left the appointment and wandered around Target for goodies to bring to Brynn and Mynrow, we got the message from her that she had arrived and that we could come by. Oddly, we were walking in at the same time as her close family, so I felt a little out of place in that moment. But I couldn’t stop crying, and I wanted to hug her and tell her I loved her. As we got the room, we already knew that Mynrow was in the nursery. We got to hear about how she looked from others perspective. The anticipation of what she would look like was lingering for that last 9 months. Would she look like Rowyn? I didn’t want to stick around to find out, as it would have taken a long time we later learned, but I couldn’t emotionally handle it either. There was a framed photo of Rowyn near Brynns bedside, and I couldn’t help but feel a sadness too.

What were all of these tears about, why was I the only one emotional?

I figured I sobbed for quite some time that day, the whole way home and even during parts of our “majorly chopped up” interview with Dr. Phil.

The interview was disappointing, as it did not discuss our charity much, the hard work we had done, the healing we had gotten through together and most of all the faith that brought us to that point.

But, we were reminded of something so much bigger on October 15, 2015. It had nothing to do with a stupid TV show, the one and only Oprah, getting National growth for the charity, or even figuring out more ways to help others.

It was about the God given gift of life, Mynrow.

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