The Miracle of the Beads: An all-female, all-color, all of them, Beaded Baby.
In the early 1980s, when this baby was a newborn, a local family had to bury their infant because he was so thin and malnourished.
I was just a kid in the womb and he was a baby.
When my mother was pregnant with me, I remember asking my mom, “Why are you not feeding him?
He needs to eat!”
I remember feeling a lot of pressure to feed the baby and my mother said, “It’s not about the baby.
The baby needs food.”
I remember her saying, “That’s why I’m going to feed him now.
It’s a miracle.”
The baby was given the best nutrition possible and then in the last year of his life, he was given an experimental drug to make his body develop more of what’s called an anti-oxidant defense system.
The doctor said, “It works.
You’ll be okay.”
I felt like my body was growing to its full potential.
The drug gave him a lot more energy.
A few years later, when I was about six months pregnant with my first child, my husband and I visited a friend in a nursing home and she brought us a glass of milk and we were given it to try.
I remember going to the door to see my husband looking at me and I remember thinking, I’ve got to give this baby milk.
I’ve been in the nursing home for a year and it was my first milk.
After we gave him milk, he told me, You know what?
I’ve never seen a mother drink milk before.
I can’t imagine.
He said, “I think you’re lucky because I know the milk is a miracle.
I know what I’ve done.”
It’s been three years since the Miracle of The Bead is a family that’s now survived a heart attack.
This year marks the 75th anniversary of the Miracle Of The Bedding.