In honor of Chaim Boruch…
One may wonder why this post is so specifically in honor of Chaim boruch when usually the excitement surrounds the newborn, who is only a mere 48 hours old today.
But as a mother of a special child the miracle of giving birth to a healthy child is so unbelievably more miraculous and awesome than ever felt before.
I hold my new daughter in my arms and marvel at how every little detail of her incredible body is working well, nothing I take for granted.
And although I know it will take time for Chaim Boruch to accept and love this new little face, I see that he has come so far already, since two years ago, when his baby brother was born.
I remember the long days of inner heart ache as I could see he was trying to figure things out.
I remember the long weeks it took until he would sit with me and snuggle.
I rememebr the longing for Chaim Boruch to be okay, to show me a sign, to tell me that he still loves me and understands that I love him even more.
So, yesterday, as I walked into our home with our new daughter, I was praying silently for his acceptance, love and smile.
I respected his wish to view the excitement from afar and I respected his need to not be near me when I was holding the baby…
Yet later on in the afternoon, I sat on the couch without my baby close by and motioned for Chaim Boruch to come sit with me…
Nothing short of a miracle of growth and understanding….he scrambled up onto the couch and wrapped both arms around my neck and hugged me.
My heart was racing and my birth of my new daughter became complete.
Not just a little hint…but a huge big gorgeous sign.
A sign that he would be okay…and so would I.
Chaim Boruch – these words are in your honor.
You gave up so much when your soul came into this world and yet you still laugh, hug, smile and love.
What a beautiful lesson to fill our home with, on the day your baby sister joined our family.
I love you Chaim Boruch.
Your strength is my guide.
I shall follow your signs.