About a month after Luke's birth I was visiting with a friend who was pregnant the same time I was. She has three boys and decided not to find out the gender of her fourth baby. She told me that one of her fears about her pregnancy might have been that it was going to be another boy.
After she found out what had happened to Luke she said that she realized she just wanted a healthy baby and it would be okay if it was a boy.
We sat together with our arms around each other and tears in our eyes as I kind of laughed and said "I'm glad I was able to help you appreciate your son!"
Another friend of mine who gave birth the same week that I did wrote an email to me. At the end of the email she said, "I have not cherished my little one as much as I should at times, and hearing your story and reading your pain changed me."
I know that others have been reminded to be thankful for the children that they do have. Even if it includes ornery children, sleepless nights, and endless diaper changing.
I would never request this experience in order to help others be grateful for what they've been given, but I am grateful that something good has come from our experience.
Thanks, Luke, for giving others a reminder of the importance of family. We love you! Love, your mommy.