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And a little child shall lead them

Her chubby hands clutched the two tiny babies as she lifted them to her chest, as if guarding them from harm. She swayed back and forth, just as any expert mother would do. My daughter had just found her two new favorite babies. In the moment, nothing was more important than them. She refused to climb the stairs and get ready with Daddy – one of her favorite activities – without her new babies.

Four years ago, when I worked as the spokesperson on Colorado’s first Personhood campaign, I was given a treasured gift: two tiny babies, made of polymer clay, complete with their own blankets, hats, and bottles. The babies are no more than an inch in size, but they are perfectly formed. To me they are the perfect symbol that “a person is a person, no matter how small.” Last night, my toddler daughter discovered them.

Isn’t it amazing how babies seem to feel an instinctive need to protect other babies, specifically those smaller than them? I know my daughter is absolutely enthralled by babies. She often mimics what my husband and I do when she cares for her little ones. She wraps them in blankets, dances to music with them, rocks them in a chair, and feeds them. You can tell she is convinced that babies exist for one reason: to be loved and cherished. Sometimes the first word she speaks in the morning is “baby.” To her, babies are all-important creatures that must be cared for.

I showed my daughter this picture of a 7-week-old unborn baby. Babies this age are not as fully formed as the little polymer clay babies she held and cradled last night. They are even smaller…measuring in at less than half an inch in length. But when I showed this baby to my daughter, she quickly proclaimed the name of her cousin (who is a baby…she thinks all babies share his name) and stated that he needed “nummies.” To her, this was a baby like any other who needed food – right now!

It breaks my heart to think that there are grown adults all across our nation who do not have the compassion for babies that mere children have. When was that compassion and love, that nurturing heart ripped out of us? When did we decide that our own convenience and desires are more important than choosing to save the life of a small, helpless baby? How have we become so callous?

I pray that our nation will one day welcome each child – both in our laws and in our hearts. We must indeed pass laws so that every innocent baby is protected from death. We must reform our foster care system. We must make adoption easier and cheaper, while still keeping it safe. We must provide further training for parents who want to keep their babies but are unsure how to raise them.

However, we must also realize that every baby deserves the right to life right now - not only when our systems are perfect. I do not believe that a day will ever come when we will find that all of our systems have been 100% reformed. We will always find something to work on. But faulty systems are not an excuse to prevent a child from entering this world, just as inconvenience and the lack of finances are not excuses.

A child would rather be given away through adoption than be killed. A child would rather live in poverty than be torn apart. Even babies know that other babies should be loved and cared for by whoever can do that best. Let us let the little children of our world lead us…

 

  • Missy

    Isn’t that toy a choking hazard?

    • Kristiburtonbrown

      Not when I’m supervising her VERY closely with them, which is exactly what I did.  It’s not like I let her go off alone and play with those babies.  They’re not even her toys.  She just happened to find them when I was with her.

  • Teragram5977

    Kristi,great article!My 2 year old grand daughter would be the same way!She loves babies!
    Did you ever read the book”Who Broke the Baby?”by Jean Staker Garton?She is a pro-life speaker.She wrote this book several years ago when her children were small.After putting the children to bed,she was working on a slide presentation that included actual pictures of a dismembered 2.5 month old fetus.She was startled by a gasp behind her,finding her 3 year old son behind her,”His small voice was filled with great sadness as he asked”WHO BROKE THE BABY?” She went on to remark how someone at three could acknollege the humanity on the deceased child. It is a good book and I was priveleged to hear her speak at our Annual Pro-Life Breakfast(Where I purchased the book)

  • Stitzelfritz

    As I was reading this, my own 3 year old came up behind me and commented on the picture above. “Look at the little baby! He’s so cute. He’s gonna be strong like me!”

  • oldmanbob

    Jesus said we need to be like children to follow Him.  Seems to be a good idea and your daughter is showing you and by you the rest of us how.  Wow.

  • http://www.facebook.com/people/Pamela-DeWolfe-Crouch/1286386240 Pamela DeWolfe Crouch

    Not this adult.  What I observe (and of course, many will disagree with me on this) is that the women who have hardened their hearts to infants and small children were influenced by the feminist philosophy that led to the sexual revolution.  Women can’t be free to have consequence-free sex with all kinds of men unless children are expendable.  This attitude comes mainly from women of the Baby Boomer generation, though of course not all of them.  Women of my generation (Generation X) have seen what happens when women neglect or abandon children, because many of us were affected by it, so some of us have made a point of valuing children in our lives, even more so than the Victorian generations did.  Most children, especially small children, do love babies, which is God-given:  we should all have this attitude of cherishing and protecting the small and weak!

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  • Jdjdjeeeeerrrryyy

    When I went to a catholic high school we had pro life speakers come to our classes. The speakers handed out little rubber babies like the one you were describing to each student. Baaad idea. Most of my classmates either tossed them in the trash, ripped off pieces of it,bounced it off the walls, you get the idea. And this was at a catholic school.