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I Believe in Miracles |
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This page is for Jena Suzanne,
our "miracle" baby. On September 17, 1992, your daddy called with the news that I'm to be a "grandma". My first grandchild -- how wonderful! 
Hey, little one, whatever you are I think in my life you'll be a star. Your Daddy's an angel, my number one son The love of my life and so much fun. Your Mommy's a sweetheart, cute and petite. And big brother, Alex, is really neat. Are you a girl or a little boy? Either way you'll bring great joy. But I'm impatient..I want to know Are you Alex's sister or little "bro"?
March 16, 1993 brought another phone call. Mama's in the hospital. "NO, it's too soon............" You were born at 2:10 p.m. on Friday, March 19, 1993. You weighed 2 pounds 2 1/2 ounces and measured a whopping 14 1/2 inches long. You were so very tiny and you had ten beautiful toes and ten beautiful fingers and precious ears and beautiful dark hair. You were born nine weeks, or to be exact, 65 days, too early. When Daddy and I first saw you there were tubes and monitors everywhere on you and it was so scary. Then just a little while later we got to roll Mama in her bed in to see you. She reached over and touched your hand....so soft, so fragile. The nurse took your picture when you were one hour old. 
With your ventilator/respirator you couldn't cry. And more than anything, baby girl, I wanted to hear you cry. We were told it might be days, or even weeks, before you could breathe on your own......but the very next day (Saturday afternoon) Daddy and Mama came back from seeing you and said your breathing tube was out and you were crying. My darling Jena, your crying was the sweetest thing I've ever heard. You cried and I cried.
Having a child is a wonderous thing Love and joy and hearts that sing. My life revolved around two little boys And resulted in love and hugs and joys. Before I knew it, the boys were men And very able themselves to defend. I must admit I felt lonely and blue And sometimes didn't know what to do. And then came the next step in my life. My oldest son, he took a wife. A dark-haired beauty, cute as could be Another female, not just me. I got a grandson in my life Since my son got a son as well as a wife. And then one day, it was in the fall, I got a joyous, wonderful call. "Grandma" he said and said no more I knew their family would soon be four. Speechless usually isn't my style, But I didn't say anything for quite awhile. Is it a boy or a little girl? Either way, my life's awhirl. We begin to shop and sew and plan And do just everything we can. I'm so ready a baby to love As God knows in heaven above. And then it gets crazy and all awry. We all have questions and wonder why. Not as we planned, but still alright, She's tiny and frail and full of fight. Nine weeks too soon, a little early. Will that dark hair end up curly? Ten little fingers and ten little toes Can't wait to dress her in ruffles and bows. My precious son, if only you knew, I'll love her just as much as you. The wait is endless, or so it seems We're ready now to fulfill our dreams. The nursery is ready, tidy and neat, Just need our baby to make it complete. I'll repeat the words with which I began, And then we'll start all over again. Having a child is a wonderous thing Love and joy and hearts that sing.
Ups and downs, tests, setbacks, good days, bad days and then the wonderful glorious day that you came home, May 4, 1993 You were 46 days old and weighed 4 lb. 3 ½ oz. 
Your parent's third wedding anniversary was June 16, 1993. I felt bad because I forgot about it until Mama and I were talking on the phone.....but to make it even worse, Daddy forgot too and he really felt terrible. I went over the next night and kept you while they went to eat. They joke and say most people have to pay a babysitter, but not them. They have a babysitter that would pay them to go out just so I can keep you. That's O.K., just let them laugh.....they don't know what a good time we have when they are gone and all the things we talk about.
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Jena Suzanne, what have you done?
GranGran's heart you've totally won! Never a girl in my life before Just two little boys I still adore. But let me tell you, angel mine, What I feel I can't define. So very tiny when you were born Tubes and monitors...so forlorn. Unbelievable spirit and lots of fight, Along with prayers, made you all right More gorgeous and beautiful day by day Surely perfect in every way. Oh, little one, I think of you With hopes and dreams of what we'll do. I love your smile, your ruffles and bows Your hands and feet and little nose. I won't even question or wonder why I just want to teach you a lullaby. Thank you, sweet Jesus, is all I can say You knew a girl would make my day.
At first I used Cabbage Patch Doll patterns to sew for you but for your first Christmas, you were big enough that I could use a newborn pattern for the dress in the this picture. You lost all of your hair, BUT you were never without a bow. 
Each year for your birthday, I put your picture, along with a poem, in the local paper. 
Happy First Birthday, Jena Suzanne Corley You scared us with your early start, But it didn't take long to steal our heart, Truly a darling without a doubt. You've shown us what love is all about. In our eyes, you're the star of the show, It's a joy to watch as you grow and grow. It's hard to believe you're one year old, So independent, do brave and bold. May your life be filled with joy and love, Our sweetheart, our angel from heaven above.
HAPPY SECOND BIRTHDAY, JENA CORLEY Jena Suzanne, you're turning two, And yes our world revolves around you. GranGran, GranNonnie, Uncle Todd and Aunt D Think you're just as sweet as can be. Mama and Daddy and Bubba, too, Love everything you say and do. You're still our angel from heaven above And such a joy for us all to love.
HAPPY THIRD BIRTHDAY, JENA CORLEY Jena Suzanne, how can it be? I blinked my eyes and you're already three. Diapers and bottles are way in the past Goodness, gracious, you're growing up fast! Diamond earrings, bows in your hair, A real little darling whatever you wear. A swing set, a trike and learning to ride, With rabbit always by your side. Your smiles, hugs and kisses mean the world to me My sweet little angel who's turning three.
Happy Fourth Birthday, Jena Corley Jena Suzanne, sweet love, I adore How in the world are you already four? So grown up and so much fun Always busy and on the run You may have had a slow, shaky start But, oh little one, how you light up my heart You're sweeet and smart and quite a delight And with you around everything is all right. Sweet little angel from heaven above, You've given so much joy and love. Hugs and kisses and "I'll stay one more night" Just fill my heart with joy and delight.
Happy Birthday, Jena Corley Goodness, gracious, sake alive, Jena Suzanne is turning five. The years are flying right on by How we love you, sweetie pie.
And now you are six. Sorry no newspaper picture this year... how about a Birthday Web Page instead:
Jena Is Six
Happy Seventh Birthday
Happy Eighth Birthday
Happy Ninth Birthday
Happy Tenth Birthday 
One of my favorite pictures....my son and his daughter Yes, I believe in miracles. Do you see now why I do? |
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