As a nurse, I always found being present for the birth of a baby to be the most awesome experience. To witness the first breath and to hear the first cry is a sacred moment one never forgets.
There were two babies whose stories touched my life deeply. They were babies whose lives were at serious risk but who certainly were under God's watchful eye.
The first story is about Baby Jessica. It was June 19, 1980 at 10:30 p.m. when a brown paper bag was found between two parked cars in the Emergency Parking lot of Resurrection Medical Center. A father and mother were bringing their young daughter to the ER when they saw the bag and heard what they thought was a cat purring. When they opened the bag, there was a newborn baby. Wrapped in a green towel weighing 6 pounds and 3 1/2 ounces, the baby girl was surprisingly well.
We called the baby Jessica and cared for her until Catholic Charities was able to take her and find a family to adopt her. On behalf of the hospital I signed several of the documents needed for Jessica's transfer. Little did I know that signing those papers would reconnect Jessica and myself years later.
It was like another miracle when 25 years later I received a call from Jessica who wanted to learn more about her birth. Jessica came to visit me with her husband. She wanted to hear any and all stories connected with the night we found her. I had news paper clippings and pictures which I shared with her. I was even able to a invite the pediatrician and the nurse, pictured below, to speak with Jessica.
Jessica had grown up in a wonderful family, had a great education, married a wonderful man and had three sons. When I looked at the adult Jessica, I realized how very special she was to God. He protected her from so many dangers that night in June and now here she was making a difference in the lives of her own family.
The second miracle baby was born in the cold of November. On November 13, 1981 at 11 p.m. a security guard stepped out of the Emergency Room to do a routine check of the area where the ambulances park. He saw a brown paper bag and went over to examine it. Low and behold inside the bag was a newborn baby boy. The baby was wrapped in a yellow blanket and was crying. The nurses named the baby, Mark Joseph. We took care of him until the Department of Children and Family Services was able to find a proper family to adopt him.
Unfortunately I never heard what happened to Mark Joseph after that. Once again here is a story of another very special person who in spite of a very tough beginning of life was found, cared for and hopefully treasured by a new family.
Whenever I think of Jessica and Mark Joseph I am struck by the tender and fragile beauty of each human life. It was an absolute miracle that both Jessica and Mark Joseph survived, first because their mothers did not choose to abort them and second that they survived being left in paper bags in parking lots in the cool and even cold of the night. Something very special happened on both of those nights. God heard the cry of His little ones. God inspired the mothers to give life a chance and then He nudged people to "go and look into the paper bag and experience the miracle of life."
Today there are laws that did not exist in the 1980s. These new laws allow mothers to take babies to safe havens so they can be adopted by other families.
Every life is a "Gift" so lets "Treasure" each and everyone.
|Baby Mark Joseph|