It was still dark and cold out, but Stellan’s birth day was about to get into full swing. I clutched my coat to myself as I walked up the sidewalk. Just as I stepped over the threshold of the hospital’s front doors, a familiar-looking woman passed in front of me, wearing scrubs and rushing as if she’d just received an important page. She didn’t see me, but I saw her. I paused to try to figure out who she was. Not but a few moments later did I make the connection: She was Dr. F., the very same perinatologist who had held me in her arms in my hospital room on the 6th floor in July, telling me that she was so very sorry, but that our son would not survive his illness and that he was going to be still born.
That is an excerpt from a blog I’ve been following for a little while, and just fell in LOVE with her love of life, faith in God, and everyday antics of her family. She was told that her son would not make it to his birth, and I am so pleased to say, she gave birth to him yesterday and he is a BEAUTIFUL, healthy (PRAISE GOD) baby boy! For a woman, I do not know, and a baby I will never meet, I sure did CRY reading their birth story today!
Sometimes I am amazed how God works. Stories like baby Stellan’s, just EXCITE me! She was told her son would not LIVE and yet, he is healthy and strong through the power of lots of prayer and Christ Almighty.
I look back at my own gorgeous Brooklyn and see how far God brought us with her! For THIS child I prayed for 6 YEARS, and twice I wasn’t sure she was going to make it to her birth day.
Our first child I lost at 14 weeks in-utero. A pain hard to get over. So when I was happily pregnant and throwing up breakfast lunch AND dinner with Brooklyn, when the bleeding began at 14 weeks, I knew it was happening again. This was to be my LAST baby before I was “old” and hopefully my DAUGHTER I prayed for, and I was losing her.
I remember sitting in the waiting room to have my FIRST ultrasound with this baby and I just couldn’t stop crying. Big pregnant women, round bellies, and full bladders excited to see their babies on-screen and learn the sex of their baby, walking out beaming carrying ultrasound pictures to pass around to friends, relatives, and strangers in the elevator…..and I wanted that! I cried all over poor Mike, blubbering and slobbering like an idiot asking for ultrasound pictures. I just wanted ULTRASOUND PICTURES. And I knew, full well, if this baby had died, I would walk out empty handed. I’m sure he had no idea what to do or say, but I’m sure he wanted a clean, DRY shirt by that point. This was my LAST chance for that baby I so wanted….and I just KNEW it would be a GIRL this time. I’d prayed 6 years for this girl!
And here I was waiting to see if I would walk out with ultrasound pictures. Laying on the table, too high for any pregnant woman to scale alone, I cried. First sweep of the wand and I see it….right there…..a HEART BEAT! A heart beat is a GOOD thing! If there’s a heart beat, the chances of losing this baby dropped dramatically! THANK YOU GOD, there’s a HEART BEAT! I cried so hard, she had to stop the scan. LOL Again, I was a slobbering, blubbering idiot, but I walked out with ultrasound pictures to wallpaper a room with! But the scare would not be over for 2 full weeks. Two full weeks of laying FLAT on my side. 5 minute showers every 3 days and that was IT! I ate my food lying down, and learned that bendy straws were my FRIEND! But we got through that scare. I can say, God sustained me through that. I was scared to death, and He spoke to me words of calm and peace. I would lie in bed at night with the headphones on my belly for my beautiful baby to hear, and I would cry and pray. And He delivered both of us through that time.
I don’t know what people who do not believe in God do in times like this. I couldn’t imagine lying in my bed at night not having anyone BIGGER than myself to draw comfort from. I have the CREATOR OF THE UNIVERSE listening to me, comforting me, and moving heaven and earth to come to my aid. I have the Perfect Parent lavishing love over me. I don’t ever feel alone. That’s the part of my faith I wish more people would feel and know.
Brooklyn is who she is today, because God gave her LIFE. There’s more to her sweet story, but I’ll wait for another day to share that. Let’s just say, when God moves heaven and earth, He aligns everything perfectly….down to the perfect time, and place, and minute, and He takes every opportunity to SHOW Himself and His wisdom and power to us! There’s no doubt of His existence when you stop and pay attention. But few stop long enough to see it.
I stopped. I experienced. And He continues to blow my mind….
Snuggle your kids just a little closer today…and stop wherever you are, ask God to blow your mind…..