This is My CausePosted by Linda
There are many great causes that deserve our time and money. Why do I care so much about this one?
Haden was born right when he was supposed to. He weighed 8 pounds, 2 ounces - some of his first baby outfits were snug from the go. I have seen the tiny babies in their isolates. I cry for them, I can’t help it. But I won’t pretend to know the pain their parents feel.
As a working mom, when I’m not around Haden, I worry. Will he eat his breakfast, will he be warm enough if he goes outside, will he stay away from the road? This is what I’ve never had to worry about: will he make it through the night, will he be able to start breathing on his own, will he get through the surgery to repair his heart?
No mom should have to worry about these things. When a baby is fighting for his life, a life that has only just begun, it makes me sad. It makes me angry. It keeps me up at night. And it makes me want to do something, anything.
I feel responsible. I am responsible. We all are. As moms, dads, aunts, uncles, grandparents and everyone, it is our job to protect not just our own babies, but all babies.
There are many great causes. But this is mine.
How about you? Why do you care so much?