YOU ARE MY SUNSHINE-THE MIRACLE OF LOVE

THE MIRACLE OF LOVE

Like any good mother, when Karen found out that another baby was on the way, she did what she could to help 3-year-old Michael to 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 before he even met her.

The pregnancy progressed normally for Karen, an active member of the Creek United Methodist Church in Morristown, Tennessee. In time, the labor pains came, every five minutes, every three, every minute. Serious complications arose 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 in very serious condition. With sirens howling through the night an ambulance rushed the infant to the neonatal intensive care unit at St. Mary’s Hospital in Knoxville, Tennessee.
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The days inched by. The little girl got worse. The pediatrician had to tell the parents there was very little hope and to be prepared for the worst. Karen and her husband contacted a local cemetery about a burial plot. They had fixed up a special room for their new baby but now found themselves planning for a funeral.

Michael 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 might never see her alive. She dressed him in an over-sized scrub suit and marched him into ICU. He 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.

Karen towed Michael to his sister’s bedside. He gazed at the tiny infant losing the battle to live. After a moment, he began rocking from side to side. In the pure-hearted voice of a 3-year-old, Michael sang:

“You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, 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 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.

Life is good! Hey! Have Wonderful Day! ~Christie (MTMNTC)

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Comment by MommaToldMeNotToCome on September 5, 2009 at 9:28am: Teresa you were so blessed to have wings of angels surrounding you that terrible day. I am so happy for you that everything worked out. Your daughter's sweet voice kept you grounded and in touch with LIFE. Thank you for sharing your MIRACLE of LOVE with me. I am blessed to have such a friend as one the angels have smiled upon. Peace and Love, my dear. ((hugs)) --Christie

Comment by Teresa Hernandez on September 5, 2009 at 9:17am: Thank you Christie for this miracle story of a child's love. In 1998 when I was 5 months pregnant I slipped and had a terrible accident. I had intense pain and my son and I were in critical condition. My oldest daughter who was 5 began singing to me as the paramedics worked to get my vital signs before I was transported by ambulance. She sang the Barney song..I love you , you love me...song. Her song was my reminder to focus on the hope she had for us that the baby and I would survive. We did.

Comment by douglas k. phillips on September 3, 2009 at 5:59pm: thank you

Comment by Adolphus Francis Quintus Andradi on September 3, 2009 at 2:40pm: Such a moving and heartwarming story, it just has to be you Dear Christie to bring the sunshine into one's heart. Love is the base for life, as much as light is the base for sight, God sheds both to everyone, all the time, yet we are so hard and blind and suffer as a consequence. I love you.

Quintus

Comment by justchilling777 on September 3, 2009 at 9:47am: what a moving story of love and the awesome response of anewborn baby to someone singing to her lots of unsanswered questions hanging in the air. Love is the precious little things tha you cannot quantify.

Comment by Ayan on September 3, 2009 at 6:31am: thats how beautiful love is..

Comment by Drew Blanton on September 3, 2009 at 6:04am: Tonight I experienced the miracle of love when a friend helped me apply for college. I know I'll make her proud of me.

Comment by Sonny Carter on September 3, 2009 at 4:34am: Beautiful!

Comment by MommaToldMeNotToCome on September 3, 2009 at 3:30am: Jean Charles, you have made MY heart sing with this beautiful photo... merci beaucoup, cher ami... (((hugs))) !!

Comment by MommaToldMeNotToCome on September 3, 2009 at 3:24am: Thank you Joni.... I am very happy to pass on such a shining example of the Power of Love! :D