Brielle is 24 weeks!! Instead of doing one big thing, we’re celebrating all week! This week is all about Star Wars. We’ll be watching a Star Wars movie every day (starting with the original three, of course) and teaching Brielle the ways of the force with our new light sabers! Because really, what kind of parents would we be if we didn’t teach our little girl how to fight like a Jedi?
Brielle’s Life
Thank You

Thank you so much to everyone who has sent us cards during this time. It means so much to us and I treasure every one. It warms my heart to know we are loved by so many people. Whenever I receive a note of encouragement, a card, a hug, or any type of love and support for Brielle and us, I always think of this verse in Luke.
Good Days, Bad Days

I have good days and bad days. Today is a bad day. I want to sleep and forget this is all happening, but then I start to panic. I only have so much time with her and I’m terrified of wasting it. And then I think about Christmas and how she’ll just have died. And how can I ever travel again? I can’t leave her alone in a cemetery on Christmas. I know it’s just her earthly body, but it’s all I’ll have left, I have to keep her safe.
And how do I deliver her? Her odds of survival double if I have a c section, but I’ve been told never to have abdominal surgery again. It puts me at risk of death and worsening my gastroparesis. How do I chose between our lives? One mother talked about her son having sores on his exposed head after birth, where skin and brain tissue were rubbed off. How can I let that happen to her? Even though I was told she’d never know pain, she’s been showing signs of pain and sensitivity. How can I do that to her? How do I make that decision? I just want my baby to live. I just want to see her grow up, I’m supposed to go first, not her.
Brielle’s Fetal Behavior

When David and I were first told that our baby has anencephaly, we were told that she would never exhibit normal fetal behavior and would not survive. We were told that she was, for all intents and purposes, a vegetable. I was told she would not move like a normal baby in utero and later told all of her movements were merely reflexes. I was also told she would never hear or develop any of her other senses. At barely 20 weeks, I had no idea what to believe. I had felt Brielle move, and it hadn’t felt like a reflex, but then again, I’d just started feeling her move. The week after her diagnosis I attempted to test her ability to understand, I read to her, I smelled flowers, I played her music, and I spoke to her. And here is what I found:
She repeatedly perked up when I said the word Daddy. She had immediate responses to smell, such as flowers, onions, and pineapple (some of her favorite things). She was incredibly quiet and still when I played her some music, her first song she danced to was on Father’s Day to Third Eye Blind’s “How’s It Going To Be.” Later that evening she went crazy dancing to OMI’s “Cheerleader” she especially liked the trumpet part. The more music I played to her, the more I learned that she preferred specific instruments or rhythmic beats. I read her books, and she remained quiet on nearly all of them except for “The Silver Slippers” by Elizabeth Koda-Callan, to which multiple times she would move around and kick me. Since then, we have continued to read to her Bible stories and she has, seemingly, found some more interesting than others. For a week, when David would come home and open the garage door, she would start kicking. She likes to be active for a few hours at a time in the mornings, late afternoon, and late evening, the rest of the day she prefers to sleep…and she’s a heavy sleeper like her Mommy. When I deny her a craving she will kick for hours and will not cease until I indulge that craving. When I wake up from a nap and say something, she jumps with excitement. During our second opinion ultrasound she rubbed her feet together, just like I do as I fall asleep, and just like my Papa did as he fell asleep.
When I asked the second doctor we spoke to about her, this doctor told me all of these things were just reflexes and she laughed at me for thinking that a fetus could respond to a book. And yet there has been plenty of research that shows that a fetus does in fact prefer some stories over others, although they don’t know why.
Based on my time with Brielle, I’ve learned she is not a vegetable, she can hear, she has likes, she’s stubborn, she likes music, and she loves to hear my voice. She even knows when I am speaking directly to her, she kicks in response to some of the things I say, I don’t understand it, but this is what I’m observing. I’ve seen my baby girl’s head twice, and each time it was missing a skull. There is no doubt that she has anencephaly. What I doubt is how well the medical community understands this disability. Am I missing something? Could this all just be a reflex? I find my personal doubts hard to believe as I feel her now moving to one of her favorites by The Killers “All These Things That I’ve Done.” Why do I feel all of these things and how is she so cognizant, if she is lacking a brain? And why can’t anyone save my baby? She is so sweet and gentle, why does the medical community not find her worth saving?
Live Anencephalic Organ Donation

One of the most sickening and infuriating things about carrying a baby with anencephaly is that the medical community views these babies as brain dead and with a lack of “personhood” (the quality or condition of being an individual person). Often times this leads to a push to offer these babies up for organ donation, as if to say they can live on in another’s baby. Here’s the problem with that logic, these babies are individual people with likes and dislikes, they may be missing parts of their brains, but they are still people and any mother who has carried one of these babies will testify to that. If they are born alive, they are often cognizant (although they may lack the ability to communicate), and they are absolutely not brain dead, or vegetative.
To donate the organs of an anencephalic baby (which does happen), a surgeon would have to take a living and aware baby, put it under anesthesia and remove it’s organs piece by piece. This sickens me. A study in 1988 indicates that anencephalic babies are functionally closer to normal newborns than they are to adults in chronic vegetative states. How then is it ok to treat them so brutally? Germany, Japan, and Holland have programs in place for anencephalic organ donation, and many are trying to start programs like that here in the U.S. This cannot happen.
