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Topic: Outlook (06/02/11)
- TITLE: Baby Beth
By Sharon Eastman
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As Lisa lay in adoration of Beth, her mind leaped to Psalm 139. This Psalm tells about God’s knitting a child in the womb. It continues to say that he knows his days and everything about the new little person.
How God had blessed Lisa! And, her handsome husband, Mike, stood lovingly by her side. His excitement glowed in his deep brown eyes. If Beth favored anyone at all, it was Mike. Faint strands of chestnut hair, deep hued eyes, and a dimple on her little chin graced this china doll face.
Mike was such a help during the long delivery. He held Lisa’s hands and gave her ice chips during the painful ordeal. He nearly swooned when the baby finally crowned. When the final moment came, he cut the umbilical cord. Like any new father, he whooped for joy and showered Lisa with kisses.
Lisa was very beautiful with emerald green eyes and strawberry blonde hair. Because of her beauty, she was a bit spoiled and proud. She was used to getting her own way. But, the hard labor for a day and a half woke her up to the trials of womanhood. It humbled her. Her striking new home, her luxury car – nothing else mattered to her as much as her little family. She never knew such love could exist.
Although it was nearing midnight, the two grandmas couldn’t wait to see and hold baby Beth. Grandma Sharon, Lisa’s mother, kissed Lisa on the forehead. She was curious about the baby, but more concerned about her daughter. “Darling, you look radiant. How do you feel?”
“I feel like a train wreck; I’m exhausted yet I can’t sleep. I’m SO happy. The baby is so beautiful! Take a look.”
Grandma Kathy, Mike’s mother, was already holding and cooing over baby Beth. All agreed this was the most perfect baby that God had created – with a little help from Mike and Lisa. The group stayed until after midnight and left leaving Lisa for much needed rest.
Later the next day Lisa was dozing as the baby had cried all night. Mike, being the proud daddy, wandered to the bassinet. The baby hadn’t cried for some time, and he wanted to tend to baby Beth. As he gazed adoringly at the baby, he noticed the babies hands were shaking in an unusual manner. He called for then nurse. “Look at her hands. Is that shaking normal?” he asked in alarm to Nurse Adams.
“No, it isn’t. I’ll call Dr. Stevens right away.” Mike tried to hide his tears, but they flowed like a stream.
The doctor diagnosed that it was seizures, and baby Beth must be transported to Children’s Hospital immediately for observation and tests.
Lisa woke up to her worst nightmare. In heartbreak Mike and she donned their street clothes while Children’s Hospital transported Beth.
They waited a grueling, high anxiety filled four hours. They cried, hugged, prayed, and even sang psalms. Finally, the doctor arrived. In his most empathetic yet direct way, he answered all their questions. “So far the baby is sedated. We did serious surgery on her brain.
“What kind of surgery?” Mike asked. Lisa let out a heart wrenching cry.
“In layman’s terms, we extracted blood from her brain. But, she’s a strong baby, a real fighter. She’s resting comfortably. You can see her in four hours.” Lisa screamed again. “I suggest you call your doctor for some sedatives. Having a sick newborn is tragic. The baby is in serious condition, but my prognosis is, take it one day at a time.”
One night when Mike and Lisa found some privacy they hovered over their sick daughter’s hospital bassinet. Mike didn’t want to, but he brought up the future. “What do we do to take care of this child?”
Lisa said with conviction, “We love baby Beth and the future will unfold by itself.”
“For a weary mother, that’s a good outlook.”
KJV Psalm 139
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