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Written
by Jodi Baumli(Mommy)
Right now my little family and I are struggling so hard
to give our lives to Jesus. Jesus has performed so many miracles
in our lives that I could write forever.
Let me begin at the beginning my name is Jodi Baumli. When I was
16 yrs old I got pregnant. I had never really done anything wrong, but
it happened. I knew that I could handle the responsability but the
thought of dissappointing my mother was heavy on my mind. I spent hours
trying to figure out how I was going to tell her. Then one day we
were in the kitchen together and she calmly looked up at me and asked.
Jodi are you pregnant? And I said yes. And from then on she
was my biggest support system. She made me promise that I would finish
high school. So I promised. She always told me that we would
do this together and that she would always be there for me. The babys
father was just kind of there. During my pregnancy my doctor said
everything was fine. I had all the normal test done. All I recall
him saying once or twice was that I was going to have a special baby. I
thought at the time he was just being nice. On the night of May 23rd,
I went into labor. 15 hours later I wasn't dialating, so they did an ultrasound.
They came back into the room and told us that our baby had Spinal Bifida
and had water on the brain, and at that they weren't equiped to handle
this, so they put me on a helicopter and flew me to KC. Several hours
later they did a c-section and my son George was born. For a brief
moment I got to see my son laying in a icelet. They then rushed him
off to Childrens Mercy Hospital, next door to the hospital that I was in.
I remember my mom asking me rather I wanted her to stay with me or go with
my son. I asked her to please stay with my baby. They immediatly
took George in to surgery to put the nerves and parts of the spine back
into his back and close his back up. Also they had to place a VP
shunt (which is a tube) from the top of his skull to his stomach and it
drained the fluid out of his head and his head returned to normal size.
During the next three days as I recovered I couldnt go over and see my
son. I looked around at all the women with there new babies and felt
a great lose. I didnt even feel as thought I had even just had a
baby. He was in the hospital for 18 days and we got to take him home.
After all that he had been through I didnt even think about the fact that
he was going to be disabled. I was just so glad that he was alive
and that I could hold him in my arms. I never even thought about
him being paralized from the waist down, because he was a baby and he wasnt
suppose to walk yet. At this time the babies father decided that
he could not handle having a son with a disability. So he left and
went on about his own life. At this point I realized that I was alone
with my son. I wandered how I could deal with all of this alone.
And that is when a pray that I didnt even realize that I had prayed was
answered. He brought me my Scott. He was wonderful. He
took over the task of being Georges dad with out a thought. It was
as though he had always been there. He spent so much time teaching
George how to scoot around and get were he wanted to be. He totally
took over all of the responsabilitys of raising our son with out one minute
of hesitation. Mentally George was developing at and beyond his age
level. So that fall I started my senior year in school. I found
a baby sitter and everything was fine. After this lady had watched
him for about a week my mom and I realized that the babysitter assumed
since George was disabled that she could stick him off in a room in a crib
all day. Well she found out that he was no differant than any other
baby. So she quit watching him. It was coming to the point
that I was going to have to quit cause I couldnt find a sitter that I could
trust. That is when my mom made up her mind that she was going to
watch him so I could graduate. That is why I give her all the credit
for me being able to finsh school to my mom. I think so many times
of how my mom has come through for me, I owe so much of my success as a
person and a mother to her. She never treated George as if there
was something wrong with him, she helped him reach the potential that she
saw in him. When George turned one and then one and a half and we
were at a time when most parents were watching there babies turn into toddlers
and taking there first steps, that is when I started to really feel that
my son was differant than other children.
Special needs children are usually the best natured kids in the
world and I know my two are very well natured and loving.