Scattered Sunshine

Our latest custom painting in memory of Fayette Providence.

What a joy it has been to work with this amazing couple to remember this beautiful little girl.

Read below for the story behind this art.

From Her Parents: "Fayette Providence Bunker was born sleeping on April 23, 2024 at 27 weeks. Our beautiful baby girl had the softest, brightest spirit I have ever felt. I feel that she wants to be a happy part of our story and not be remembered in sadness. This is her story.

I went in for a ultrasound at just 7 weeks to see if I was expecting multiples again. We saw there was one and she was so perfect. (We all knew she was a girl just by her spirit.) The doctors informed us there was a large blood clot in my uterus that was about the same size as the sac. I was put on bed rest

I was filled with so much anxiety throughout this pregnancy, every doctor's appointment it felt like they were missing something. I would ask them to double check but everything looked good. I just felt like something was wrong.

My husband left on a two day trip to help on his brother's house. While he was gone I felt like I was losing her. He came home as fast as he could and we went to get everything checked.

I hadn't felt her move for days but she usually didn't move lots. They checked and got a really strong heart beat, it was the best sound I had ever heard. As they pulled the Doppler off my belly she kicked me so hard. This was the last time I felt her move. It was her way of saying goodbye mommy. For the next two weeks I felt like I was dying, my body was shutting down, every bone and  muscle ached.

The morning of our next checkup arrived. We woke up and two of our baby ducklings had died. We talked to our son and explained that the ducklings had gone to live with Jesus now. I had planned on going to my appointment alone but I felt I needed my husband with me that day. We went in and they looked for a heartbeat for what felt like hours.

They told us it didn't look good and we should go to the hospital to get it checked out. As we drove to the hospital we both had an overwhelming peace come over us. We knew she was gone.

My husband heard her small voice tell him "Daddy I'm Home".

We got to the hospital and were welcomed with hugs from the staff and treated with such kindness and care.

The nurses pulled up the ultra sound but turned it so we couldn't see. We were told they would have to wait for the doctor. He came in and looked and told us she had passed on. I asked him to please check once more just to be sure. He said he was positive and that she had passed about two weeks prior. Right after that last kick I had felt.

I knew my baby girl was no longer in pain was no longer suffering or in danger. I cried for an eternity, I knew my body had been in mourning for two weeks and I didn't know it. The doctor came in and told us what to expect. They didn't think we would deliver until the next day since we were starting at about noon.

I could feel the warm sun shine on me in my hospital bed as I waited, I knew it was my little girl I could feel her spirit so strong in the room. For hours this one small picture perfect cloud sat outside my window. Bigger clouds would come and go but that one just stayed right in the same spot.

It gave me comfort as if she was watching from her small perfect cloud. I told my husband he skills go to get himself something to eat so he could stay with me later, he didn't want to leave me but I told him I would get some rest that I desperately needed. He finally agreed. I was able to relax completely while I prayed that everything would go well. ( I didn't quite know what that would look like but I felt that's what I should say)

My Husband returned shortly after not being able to eat much of anything. He sat by my side, held my hand, and asked if I'd like him to sing to me. I said yes, he sang the song "Angels Among Us" I could feel the angels in the room. He then sang "How Great Thow Art", I felt so much peace.

Part way through the second song our sweet little angel was born. We held her every second we had, we told her about her three big brother's that loved her so much. That next morning before they came to take her away we watched the sunrise together.

We see her in the sunshine running through a sunflower field with Jesus close behind. She's healthy, strong, and happy. We love you Baby Faye!