Last year on this day, my daughter had just finished several months of shots, tests and procedures to try to conceive a child. She was on mandatory bed rest, as she had just finished the final steps in the in-vitro process and was hoping it had worked. There was no way yet for us to know whether the process had been successful, and she spent a good part of the day crying, fearful it hadn’t worked, terrified the insemination might not “stick.” (That’s an expression in the infertile community that was new to me. "Best Wishes! Hope it sticks!")
Fast forward one year to today, and our lives have changed dramatically. Liam Glenn Simmons, born August 10, 2012, is three months old and gracing our lives every day with his goofy grin and sunny disposition. I am grateful beyond words to the medical community that made this miracle possible, to the doctor whose kindness and sensitivity allowed Ally and Bill to navigate the terrain of this emotional minefield, and to God most of all for gracing all of us with this miracle of life. His kindness and mercy is boundless.
My friend Pat asked me to do some Photoshop magic and fabricate a “Liam balloon” for honorary entrance into today’s Thanksgiving parade. At first, I thought she might be joking, but she assured me she was not. She said that Liam’s birth was a symbol for her of the grace and wonder of love, and the medical miracles possible in our world today. I'm so glad she did, because I had a lot of fun playing with Liam's image to "create" his balloon.
And so, following directly behind Hello, Kitty as the newest parade balloon, I give you Hello, Liam.