We would appreciate prayers for my little nephew- Micah- Meaning ''Who is like God.''
This image was taken when he was 20 weeks old. I love his smile.
His mommy and daddy- My oldest brother and his wife. This was taken when they first found out that they were expecting him.
He is now 24 weeks old. He is due in October 26th, if he survives that long, if he does, he will die as soon the cord is cut, for he has serious heart issue, and many other issues.The doctors have found what is causing him to have these problems. His 5th and 14th chromosomes have for some reason had broken off, so the blueprint for Micah was missing information to build him, resulting lots of problems. Plus the broken parts had reattached themselves to the different parts of the chromosomes, making the building process confused with the misinformation. I am so sad for the little guy, but I know that God knows what is best for him and all of us. We still continue to treat Micah as a human being, which he is very much so, and love him as part of the family. I love him, even though I have never held him or met him.![]()
Daron -
My heart is breaking for your family. There is truly nothing as painful as losing a child. I will pray that God's will is done in this situation knowing that He is the great physician and can perform miracles. I pray that Micah is born whole and healthy and serves as a true living miracle, a testament to the awesomeness of God.
My DH and I lost our first child during the second trimester. I went to the dr. on Friday and she made an offhanded comment about how this was going to be a normal, boring pregnancy because DH and I were so healthy. The following Tuesday my baby was gone. If God should choose to take Micah home, please, please, please allow your sister and her husband to grieve. Anyone who has not experienced this loss can truly not understand how much your arms ache for someone you never had the chance to hold. Also, as much as you can, protect her from the stupid comments that people make in trying to be consoling....like since there was something wrong it is for the best, etc....I didn't care whether there was something wrong with my baby, I loved that baby with all my heart and wanted that baby, perfect or not. My family is the type that you don't talk about such things so for the most part I bore my grief in silence and alone. I rejoice in the two children I have (both whom had pregnancy complications) but eleven years later I still miss the daughter that I didn't get to hold.
Sorry, not trying to be a Debbie-downer today :-(