Fourteen
years ago today, the Lord delivered a miracle into my husband’s and my life. We
named him Christian Michael and we call him Michael.
He was born
2 months early at 28 weeks and weighed 1 pound 10 ounces. My son and I had a
50/50 chance of living through the emergency surgery to deliver him and the
Lord spared us both. He was the size of
a coke can in the palm of your hand. He didn’t have any eyebrows or
fingernails. He looked like a miniature old man.
We had
prayed for the possibility of a baby. I had two beautiful teenage girls and a
failed marriage. My new husband didn’t have any children and I was his first
wife. We asked for a boy.
I became
pregnant at 41 and the Lord told my husband he was having a son. I feared a
Down’s Syndrome baby. We never imagined the journey we would go through with a diagnosis of Cerebral Palsey in his legs, but the
Lord never left us through it all.
Today
Michael is a quiet (when he is not around his Dad!), sensitive teenager who
loves basketball, the LA Lakers, and playing XBox 360 (today he got Kinect for his XBox as our gift to him). He is past the braces
and into the retainers. He is going to be tall and he has a head full of thick curls.
He has been called a genius. He is very creative and writes novels and comic
books. He excels in language arts and not so much in Math. He loves hanging out
with his Dad. They do all the typical guy things together. He is a good boy.
As a baby
and a little boy he seemed to always draw people to himself. We had people give
us a word from the Lord about him. He is learning and growing in the Lord and
we know God has a unique plan for his life. He has been preparing Michael and
us for it through all the trials and experiences he has already gone through in
14 years.
Enjoying a Subway sub today on his birthday. We spent a quiet day fishing on the Erie Canal....
We celebrate
one more precious year with you Michael! Happy Birthday!
