Loved Beyond All Measure

Loved Beyond All Measure

Loved Beyond All Measure

Loved beyond all measure. That’s how guest blogger Stephanie Ballard felt about the dolls she received each Christmas. Much as she loved them, caring for those childhood dolls didn’t prepare her for the challenges of caring for her son with special needs. Neither did it prepare her for the fierce love she has for him.

Loved Beyond All Measure

So many Christmases ago
When I was little too,
I’d wait so ever patiently
My turn would come, I knew.
The presents were ripped open–
The best was saved for last.

A doll, my doll!  Yes, every year,
The same as each year past.
We’d go into our playroom,
(We dressed our babies there.)
And play a game that we called house.
What will my baby wear?

Baby Alive came one year.
I’d mix up that slimy green goo.
Baby Alive always opened her mouth
And happily swallow and chew.
No feeding tube to contend with.
No pump to beep, “All done.”
A spoon held to her willing mouth
Wow, feeding time was fun!

Baby Soft Sounds came the next year.
She cried when not held tight.
Luckily, I could still sleep
Since Mom turned her off each night.
No wires left me powerless
To hold my child near.
No doctors rounded daily.
I had nothing to fear.

Next came Baby All Better,
With thermometer, to play.
Just a little cool water
And her fever went away.
No countless calls to the hospital
No trips to the ER.
A splash of water–all was well!
No need to drive so far.

Rarely did our games include
Our babies getting sick
But if and when this did occur
A shot would do the trick.
Out came the Fisher Price medical kit.
It had all of the tools we needed
To take all the owies away.
Motherhood was easy.
It ended for the night
By tucking our sweet babies in,
Then kissing them goodnight.

Perhaps life just isn’t that easy
And childhood dreams go unfulfilled,
Locked away for a season,
Then refound in the eyes of my child.
No, this isn’t the life I imagined
While rocking my doll with a smile.

I never imagined that being a mom,
Could come with a heart-wrenching trial.
But, I am thankful for this child.
He truly is a treasure.
I am the mom of a special needs child
Who is loved beyond all measure.

~Stephanie Ballard

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Stephanie Ballard is the mother of two sons, her youngest son, Braeden, was born with Kabuki Syndrome and congenital heart defects. Her oldest son, Colin is in the military. She enjoys writing poetry and life lessons about her journey in life.

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The Angels Stood By

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The Angels Stood By

Christmas 2015 is now a memory, but guest blogger Steph Ballard is here with a poem that reminds parents that their kids with special needs are gifts they can see every day. If you’re a Steph Ballard fan, you know this poem comes with a tissue warning.

The Angels Stood By

‘Twas the night that you joined us
All eyes were on earth
Awaiting with joy
for our sweet child’s birth.
The angel’s stood ready
For each need and care
But all of them knew
That the Lord would be there.
And I squeezed Daddy’s hand
Knowing that he was scared.
While we waited, and wondered,
Asking, “Are we prepared?”
See…we knew you were special,
But so very sick.
Yet hope had grown in me
With every kick.

Soon it was time,
Into this world you came.
I heard a soft cry
then I called out your name.
God held your small hands
While the angels stood by.
Since I could not hold you
they hushed your soft cries.
One small angel looked
to the Father and smiled,
“Can you truly teach hope
through such a small child?
An infant so helpless,
a life so brand new,
Oh please tell me Lord
is this what you will do?”

God looked from the angel
to the infant’s sweet face,
“Through him, my young charge,
they will learn about grace.
I penned this child’s journey
quite a long time ago
And through every challenge
This family will grow.
Every hair on his head
has been numbered, you see.
It’s my hope that his life
will teach them to see Me.
Each battle they face
Has already been won,
They will lean on each other
They will lean on my Son.”

“So little one, we welcome you
And love will see you through.
See look, that is your family,
They’ve been waiting for you.
I send you to their warm embrace.
For a time, we’ll be apart;
But always I’ll be with you
For I live within your heart.”

And so we held you in our arms
And thanked our Lord above
For we see in you the miracle,
of His undying love.
So when it’s Christmas morning,
And I watch my children play
I’ll need no great reminders
For I see my gifts each day.

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