Friday, February 17, 2006

Pardon my reflective mood

After two years trying to conceive our second child we were told that we'd even had one without fertility drugs was a miracle and that it was 'a statistical impossibility' that we'd have another. We were told that we'd have once chance and that if it worked it'd be one in a million, but if it didn't work there was no second try. Then it didn't work -we were devastated. Eight weeks later in the ER we found out that we were expecting, that we'd not only beaten the odds- but that we'd done it after they'd told us that we'd failed.

Then when I was 26 weeks pregnant they found the heart defect. She also wasn't growing fast enough. It was torture waiting. They usually induce labor early when babies aren't growing, but they wanted her to be as big as possible when she was born so that she could handle open heart surgery at less then 48 hours old. She would need 4 surgeries in her first 2 years of life. Her chances of surviving the first surgery was 50%.

They told us that she would be lucky to be five pounds at birth (this was with weekly ultrasounds and monitoring.) When she was born she was 7'10" and was pink! Her heart was declared perfect at 48 hours old and we were able to take her home. Our little Megan. I felt that the meaning of her name was very important. Megan means 'strong' or 'strength'. This fits her perfectly. We knew that she'd need to be strong to survive. She's still very strong willed and is physically stronger and more coordinated then her older sister. Her middle name is Elizabeth. She's named after my grandmother who died six weeks previous to her birth. Elizabeth also means 'gift from God'. I couldn't have asked for a better gift.

We prayed our Megan here, and prayed her to stay. She is a testimony to me of the power of the priesthood. Of course it also had to be in accordance with God's Will- which is where it gets tricky.

I believe in miracles though- I have no choice. My miracle baby is 3 1/2 years old and has two younger sisters who were conceived without medical intervention. I'm not sure why we've been so blessed, I certainly don't feel like we deserve it. But I'm eternally grateful.

5 comments:

Sheri said...

What an awesome story, Amber! I'd never heard that before about Megan.

Lee said...

Wow Amber, I had no idea. What a terrific blessing for you and your family. The priesthood is amazing. That is such an awesome testimony of the priesthood, goes along with the RS lesson we had today. Thanks for sharing that, it totally made me cry.

The Constant Gardener said...

That's so incredible. I definitely believe in miracles and you are so lucky to have a little miracle in your life every day!

Chloe said...

What a story! It gave me shivers! I am so happy you were able to have your little rays of sunshine. I think the same about my daughter too :). And she was born with a heart defect! And still has it and is healthy as a horse... except for the cold she just had! :)

bon said...

miracles upon miracles!

I love hearing about miracles!