Steven and I had been married for about 8 years, and we still had no children, even though we had prayed about it for years. We had talked about just giving up and pouring our time into our careers and building a house and living the “American Dream.” In 2013, I was diagnosed with Polycystic Ovarian Syndrome, one of the leading causes of infertility. In 2014, I was diagnosed with Rheumatoid Arthritis, an autoimmune disorder which also contributes to infertility. So, needless to say, the dream I’d had since I was a little girl of being a mommy was looking less and less likely of becoming a reality.
We decided that we didn’t want to do fertility treatments and adoption was an option, but way out of our reach financially. In 2015, I went to the OBGYN for a medication visit and she told me if I even wanted a chance to have a baby, I’d need to be on medication for at least a year. I didn’t want to do that. She prescribed me medication for something else that day that would cause serious birth defects. I kept thinking, “I need to make sure I’m not pregnant before I start this just to be safe. I know I’m not but just to be extra cautious.” Well, little did I know that God had already given us our miracle baby. All the cute little ideas I had planned for years of how I would tell Steven ended up being forgotten, and I ran to the living room and said, “Uh, uh, uh, uh.” Brilliant plan!
The 1st doctor visit was 2 weeks later, and the same doctor said if we had known, we could have been talking about this instead of being on meds for a year. We got to go see our baby, and then the doctor walked back in and said, “We think your baby may have Downs Syndrome.” Talk about an emotional roller-coaster. I went to the specialist and their tests were negative, but they wanted to test for Turner Syndrome. That was also negative. They said the umbilical cord didn’t develop properly, so the baby may be small and not develop as she should. They said her heart and kidneys may not function correctly. Then they said the cord was on the side of the placenta, so she may not get the nutrition she needs affecting her development and growth. Each time we were given a negative report, I would get prayed for, and on October 5th, 2015, I held a perfectly healthy baby in my arms!
While I was pregnant, I found out that at Ladies’ Retreat 2014, in a service where the power of God just moved in so strong, Sis. Hope White said God told her “When the time is right, Ashley will have a baby.” She said she didn’t tell me then because she was afraid I would think she is crazy (and I do, but not for that reason). But, I’m glad she waited so I didn’t keep wondering when that would be.
A week or so after Riley was born, we noticed she had wet diapers but no dirty ones. This went on for months. I kept taking her to the doctor, and he said just keep doing what I was doing, that she would outgrow it. She was about 5 months old and the issue was not resolved. We were sent to a specialist, and he thought it was Hirschsprung’s Disease, which would mean taking out the defective part of her colon, putting in a colostomy bag, and then when she was older, going back to remove the bag and repair the colon. I went to Pastor in tears at prayer that night. He was kneeling in his usual place and I sat there and told him and asked for him to pray for her. I had her on my lap and my hand on her tummy. He put his hand over mine, and when he began praying, I felt everything in her tummy began to shift and move around. That night we knew God had healed her! She had to have a procedure on her 6 month birthday to confirm no Hirschsprung’s Disease, and it came back perfectly normal, and she has had no problems since.
In February, she got RSV and had to be hospitalized because her oxygen was in the high 70’s, low 80’s. After having her prayed for, she only had to stay in there for one night due to the improvement! She kept getting recurring ear infections, so we went to a specialist to see if she had to have tubes put in both ears. I started asking people to pray about it and started taking her up for prayer on Sundays. We went last week and they said she doesn’t need tubes, the eardrums are functioning just as they should!
So, not only did we receive our miracle baby but she has had so many miracles in her (almost) 11 months of life. When you think your miracle is not going to come, or you get weary of waiting, or it isn’t happening like you think it should, just keep holding on to a little grain of faith. Keep hoping and believing even when it looks hopeless. The miracle of Riley and all her healings played a part in her daddy coming back to God after 7 years. God had been working on my miracles long before I could see the results.
Don’t give up, you have no idea what God is working on just for you even right now. It will happen “when the time is right.”