BEETHOVEN'S SISTER

When my Beethoven boy was just two years old, he would chat incessantly about his need for a baby sister, often requesting one hundred baby sisters but, "AT LEAST ONE BABY SISTER, MOMMY, my little BEETHOVEN would demand quite emphatically.

Christian was a very articulate and strong-willed two year old and probably the most beautiful thing about him was his unwavering faith in God. So, he was good natured really about what his life would look like and feel like once his sisters had arrived and so began the waiting...and WAITING!

Well, of course, there is a practical side to having a baby and my husband and I very much wanted Christian to have a sibling despite many infertility problems. We were older parents and had so many things stacked against us in conceiving another miracle baby that we started to look seriously at adoption.

The simple fact was that I loved being a mother and it didn't matter to me where that child came from,  my heart was wide open and very willing.

During this period, I loved my many lengthy conversations with Christian who had a very kind heart and was innately musical. Even at eight months at age, Christian would wave his hands dramatically like a conductor whenever music was playing, always perfectly in time with the nuances of the music. Learning to walk at twelve months, Christian would reach up to push down a piano key with a secretly rapt expression on his face....he already knew that the piano would be his voice. Christian asked me daily WHEN HIS SISTER was coming, he was becoming impatient.

Late miscarriages and a serious eptopic pregnancy  turned Christian's quest for a sister towards adoption as a wonderful way to grow our family. Finally, we were matched with a beautiful little girl named Emma who was eighteen months old who had a young mother who was simply not ready emotionally or finacially to be be a parent.

Christian was over the moon and once this birth parent had selected us, things moved very quickly and we let Christian know that his sister would arrive within a week. Suddenly, a change of heart with the birth mother cancelling the adoption and we all shed buckets of tears. I remember Christian screaming at me in the van to drive to Emma's because HE, my articulate two-year old son, would convince the other mommy to let us bring his sister home.

Six weeks later with a heavy heart, just after my 40th birthday, I flew across Canada to Ontario for my job as an examiner for the Royal Conservatory of Music. I would be away for three weeks, the longest time I had ever been away from Christian and I missed him terribly. We would talk on the phone and he would talk about how his sister was still coming and despite anything I said to the contrary, my stubborn now three-year old was adamant that he would be a brother.

Two weeks into my absence, I had symptons of being pregnant but dared getting my hopes up because of the gut-wrenching 12 week miscarriage, I had endured the year before. I finally shared the news with my husband, he was cautious and we made the decision together not to say anything to Christian.

Weeks crept by and one day, when I was still only about six weeks pregnant, Christian came up and shyly put his hand on my tummy and told me proudly that his sister was in there. I was completely shocked and told him that wasn't true but everyday, he would come over and put his hands on my flat stomach and talk to his baby sister.

Eight and one-half months later, Malia Cheryle Ashley Kerr was born on February 16th and our dreams of giving Christian a  sister was a real-life miracle. Our baby girl was perfect, beautiful and we all felt so very blessed.

Poor Christian, who was now 3, had to wait two miserable days at home to finally meet his beloved sister because of a nasty cold/cough that he was battling. I can still remember opening the door and Christian shrieking with joy and him sliding down the stairs on his bum to greet her.  Ten minutes later, his two-day old sister wide-eyed and calm lay nestled in her new brother's arms as he read to her his cherished book, "Blue Hat, Green Hat." The Christian and Malia team were now truly official!