Tuesday, September 25, 2012

My Crown Burger Blessing

Life had moved on and I was getting over the loss of having to return my first two foster children to a shelter two months earlier.  It was a Monday evening and I was having dinner with my oldest daughter at Crown Burger, one of our favorite burger places.  The date was May 4, 1998.   My pager went off and I went to the pay phone to call the number displayed on my pager.  It was a DCFS shelter worker named Alice.  She was looking for a foster home for a newborn.  Alice asked me if I still had any openings.  I could not believe my ears.  Was she serious?  Did I have an opening!  I replied, "yes I have a whole nursery and no baby".   Alice went on to explain that the baby was a newborn.  The baby had been born six weeks early as the birth mom was an IV drug abuser and had used cocaine which caused the placenta to abrupt.  I was told the baby was positive for heroin and cocaine.  Alice was looking for a foster parent with medical background who could foster the baby for about 30 days as the birth mom was going into drug rehab.  I could not believe my ears.  I was being asked to foster a newborn.  In my wildest dreams, I never thought I would get this phone call.   Then Alice went on to say that the baby had been born at the University Hospital and was still in the hospital.  "Seriously", I replied.  "I am a respiratory therapist and I work at the University Hospital."  I let Alice know that I would love to foster this baby.  As we ended our phone call, Alice let me know that she would have to get all of the proper paperwork faxed to the hospital and then I could go see the baby.  I told her that would be great and I would be at work the next day.

As I hung up the phone, I started jumping up and down.  I had tears in my eyes and could not contain my excitement.  I ran back to the table where my daughter was and yelled  "We are getting a newborn baby."  I will find out more tomorrow.  I can't believe they want me to foster a newborn.  My daughter did not share in my enthusiasm.  She calmly looked up at me and said "is it a boy or girl?"   I was speechless for a second and then replied "I don't know, I didn't ask."  My daughter looked at me with that teenage look fourteen year olds can give their parents when they realize they know everything and their parents are total idiots.   I immediately ran back to the pay phone to call Alice back.  I told her I forgot to ask if the baby was a boy or a girl.  Alice told me the baby was a boy.  A boy!  The baby was a boy!!!  I hung up and ran back to the table and announced to my daughter that the baby was a boy.   She still did not share in my enthusiasm and went on to finish her burger and fries.


My Crown Burger Blessing

I could hardly sleep that night.  All I could think about was the baby.  How small was he? What did he look like?  Was he ok?  The next day I went to work in the Newborn Intensive Care Unit.  I was so nervous I could not contain my excitement.  I had told several of my coworkers that I was going to get to foster a newborn.  It was around noon that day when I got a call that all of the proper paperwork had been faxed and I could go to the newborn nursery and see the baby.   I got my friend Jeanette, who was a nurse I worked with to go with me.  We went into one of the side rooms in the nursery and there he was in an incubator.  He looked so small.  He had reddish blond hair.  I had a camera and we took a couple of pictures.  I was able to do my first feeding with the baby.  He was less than five pounds and smaller than the average newborn.  It was so exciting.  I could not believe that God had allowed me this opportunity to be able to share my life with this baby.  


My first feeding with Bubba Doo


As I did that first feeding with this new little life, I felt a tremendous sense of joy and happiness.  I was so grateful that I could help.  I was grateful that I had followed my intuition to foster another child.  I was grateful that I had not given up when all the odds were against me.  I felt like the luckiest mother in the world to be given this most wonderful opportunity.  I knew in my heart that I was doing the right thing.  That I was doing what God had intended for me to do.  I was then and am now forever grateful for my Crown Burger blessing.......       


I didn't know it then but this is my oldest son as a newborn.

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