I WILL NEVER FORGET THE DAY A TRUE MIRACLE HAPPENED… THE BIRTH OF MY SON! The only child I planned. The only child, I ever purchased everything for in order to make sure I was ovulating to conceive. I had a dream I met my son before I actually gave birth to him. I will NEVER forget my dream! If that is what you really want to call it – a dream!?
There he was sitting on a bench. He was dressed in a red jacket, red baseball cap. We were not of this earth in my “dream.”
I was walking, and saw him. I had to approach him. He was so cute, and all of about 5-years old. I was wearing a white, long flowing dress, and had long brown hair. He was, oddly, comfortable with me as I sat on the bench next to him.
I gently leaned over, and said: “Honey, why are you all alone? What are you doing?”
He glanced at me and smiled.
He then looked me dead in my eyes and said: “I am picking out my mother down on earth!”
I felt my heart and eyes fill. I was overcome with emotion.
I looked at him and said: “I hope you find the perfect mom for you.”
TWO WEEKS LATER…. ONE TRY. I was pregnant!
I will NEVER FORGET IT. My son and daughter even knew before I did.
We were in our living room watching cartoons, and I was laying on the floor with each one laying on an arm of mine. ALL OF A SUDDEN, AT THE SAME TIME, they both sat up, looked at me, and laid their heads on my belly and said: “You have baby!”
I knew they were right, but I acted like I was shocked. And, in fact, I was that my children had spiritual abilities like I do!
My period didn’t come on time. I took a pregnancy test from the Dollar Store, and it was negative. ODD!
Another week passed, and I took another test. THIS ONE WAS POSITIVE as fast as it could possibly turn!
I sat in the bathroom starring at the pregnancy test. I just knew I was pregnant, but something was “odd, off, etc.”
I called my doctor the next day, and scheduled an appointment.
It was confirmed I was, indeed, pregnant.
I started dreaming of multiple boys. I just KNEW I was pregnant with MULTIPLE boys. NOT A SINGULAR CHILD!
Then, one night, I had another dream. I lost two of them.
There I was. I was on top of a mountain, and I had THREE SONS in my arms. BEFORE I KNEW IT, I had ONE.
THAT DREAM NEVER STOPPED THE ENTIRE PREGNANCY!
Then, one day. I started bleeding. I lost a baby. I saw it.
YET, I was STILL PREGNANT.
Fast-forward about 7 months…
EVERYTHING that could go wrong during a pregnancy and delivery did!
Feb 24th, I was in labor. My son was entering this world. I had no scare in the world, because at the time I was a mother of five children. I gave birth five times before this one.
Labor was fairly easy. I started pushing, and he turned!
I delivered his arm and shoulder!
ALL OF A SUDDEN …
I start feeling funny, and my doctor looks at everyone in the room and says: “THIS IS SERIOUS!”
I just laid there, numb.
Then, my doctor informs EVERYONE WE ARE DYING!
Before I knew it, I had alarms going off. Doctors were running down halls. I was being wheeled from the delivery room while my loved ones were left behind because they could NOT enter at the time. I was in shock, I think.
I saw what was going on. I dug deep for strength! I DUG EVERY OUNCE of strength I had in my soul, and I FOUND IT. I KNOW what it feels like to have a child cut from your body without medication!
“Stephanie, do you understand what is going on? You are dying, and so is your son! We have to try to save your life!”
I started bawling like a damn baby.
HOW! WHAT? NO WAY! Take me, but please allow my son to live!
Next thing I knew….
I had a blue sheet in front of my face, ON THE BED I WAS PUSHING ON! THERE WAS NO TIME to change me to an OR bed. It just sat next to me at the moment in the OR room.
Then, I heard…
“I am SO SORRY! THERE IS NO TIME. GRIT YOUR TEETH!”
From one hip to another. I felt it all. My legs were uncontrollably shaking. I was praying to God. I BEGGED to save his life. I cried my other kids may not have me around on earth, but I knew I would always be with them.
TWO doctors were trying to get my son unstuck from my bones!
I felt them rip my skin. I felt them BIRTH HIM! He was born with a TRUE TWO-VESSEL cord. A SINGALTON. NO MEDICAL explanation as to WHY he had another cord!
After my son was born, I was being wheeled outside one night at the hospital and as we entered the doors… they opened on their own as if someone was waiting for me to get a breath of fresh air.
Unexplainably, we are both alive today.