"I am so sorry to have to tell you such awful news," the wonderful, kind perinatologist bent down, held my hand and put her other on my tummy. "I don't think your baby is going to make it. He is in heart failure and it's way too soon to take him out and give him a pacemaker. He would need to make it to 32 weeks and there is a 95% chance he will make it no where close to that point. I am so, so sorry to tell you this, but your sweet, sweet baby will probably be still born. I am so sorry."
Please pray for a miracle. Please pray for that 5% to belong to our baby. Be still and know that He is God.
Since that time, our entire family has followed Stellan's journey from what doctors deemed to be certain death, to what can only be described as divine healing from God. And today, after 14 weeks of ups and downs, we are among the many praising God for the following words:
Stellan
entered the world this sunny fall morning
at 10:19 am, CST
weighing 6 pounds, 10 ounces
and measuring 19 inches long
Details on exactly how Stellan is doing as well as photos of the sweet baby will be forthcoming. But, let's just say that Stellan got a 9 and a 9 on his APGARS and the NICU team has yet to find a single thing wrong with him...
Happy birthday, sweet Stellan. You are God's miracle to us and you are finally here!!!!
Please visit their family site to read more of this incredible story. For now, it's enough to just stop and give God all the honor and the glory for this great miracle He has done!!!