Week Nine! Post One
I find it so strange that my best friend's sister is having a baby today. They're actually planning it's date of birth. I mean, it's a necessity because of the birth conditions or something, but I still find it strange that something so natural can be so intricately planned as well. I just hope everything goes well. This birth reminds me of my dad's god-daughter, so I guess she was my god-sister, because both of these babies were never expected to be born.
Removal
First she was removed from the womb. The child that was never meant to be. God's cruel joke. Georgia.
In her first screams of life, all we heard was hope. She was born, and that was all that mattered. Those cries were the most beautiful sounds her mother had heard. The newborn curled her fragile fingers around those of her mother, and they cried together.
It was only months later that we knew for certain. The reason she tilted her head to the left was wrapped in a golf-ball sized mass of everything we should have seen coming, stretching from her brain to her tiny spine. She was never meant to be. We never should have been so happy.
Removal, and improvement. These are what we saw. These are the things that mislead us into believing there was life for Georgia. Then what should have been rid of came back. She would sit in her chair, plastic tubes invading her small body. She could look at the tables she used to climb on. She could look at the hands of her mother. Could she ever really see these things?
She was two years old when she was removed completely.
Something I'll never forget; at her funeral, Georgia's mother said "I'm sorry I couldn't take your pain away".
I was being strong for my dad, and I didn't cry. Until she said that.
I also thought of Georgia when we read through "Andre's Mother". Simply because both funerals had balloons being released into the air. Mine got stuck in a tree, which made me cry even more.
Wow, angsty entry is angstry! I'm sorry. It's been a while since I thought about Georgia. I don't really know what else to write. It's just so tragic to see life end so soon for no reason at all.
Anyway, I hope my friend's sister's baby is born healthy and happy. It should be happening soon now. How exciting!