Like any good mother, when Karen found out another baby was on the way, she helped her three year son, Michael, prepare for a new sibling. They found out it was a girl and day after day and night after night Michael sang to his sister in Mommy's tummy. Then the labor pains came and complications followed before the birth. Finally Michael's little sister was born. She was immediately taken to neonatal intensive care unit in Knoxville, Tennessee. The little baby girl's condition worsened. The doctor's told the parents There is very little hope. During this whole process Michael kept begging his parents to let him see his sister and sing to her. After week two began, Karen, Michael's mother made up her mind. She would take Michael into the ICU unit to see his sister. If he did not see his sister now, he would never see her alive.
Karen dressed him in an oversized scrub suit. He looked like a walking laundry basket. When they entered the ICU, the head nurse told the mother children were not allowed. He is not leaving until he sang to his sister, stated Karen. She took Michael over to his sister's bedside and he began to sing. You are my sunshine, my only sunshine, you make me happy when skies are gray. Instantly the baby girl responded. Her pulse rate became calm and steady. Keep on singing, Michael, Karen urged.
You never know dear how much I love you, Please don't take my sunshine away. The baby's strained breathing became smooth as a kitten's purr. The nurse began to cry. Michael continued singing, You are my sunshine my only sunshine. Please don't take my sunshine away. The very next day the little girl was well enough to take home. Women's Day magazine called it the miracle of a brother's song. Karen his mother called it a miracle of God's love.
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