At 35 weeks I was told by the doctor that my baby had no heartbeat. I was taken to Riverside Hospital three days later to be induced. I told the doctor and nurses that I would be bringing her home with me. I had faith all along God was going to show the doctors that they were wrong. The nurses each came in to give me their mustard seed. The Bible says that with faith the size of a mustard seed you can move mountains. I truly believed my mountain would crumble beneath my feet. Each doctor or nurse who I encountered supported me. The chaplain even said that she was looking forward to this miracle so the doctors could see God’s love. I labored for 23 hours for my little girl. The contractions went off the charts in the last several hours. At 8:49am Lacy Mae opened her eyes to see the face of God. I held my baby girl and kissed her sweet head. I had known from my first sight of her in the nurses hands that my baby truly was gone. I held her on my chest and pleaded with her to move…. breathe. She was perfect. She was beautiful. My heart was breaking but my baby was full of joy and in the hands of Jesus. I said, “Thank you, God, for allowing me to carry Lacy”. I knew I was favored that I was allowed to carry an angel. Later that day, nurses would come to see me and tell me how profound of an effect my faith had on them.
If it were not for my faith in God, I would not be able to handle the pain in losing my sweet girl. I will see her again, God has promised me.