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A Mama's Testimony
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| Cameron at birth in
1988 |
Cameron - 3 months later
in 1988 |
On April 13, 1988 I gave birth to our first child--a
son-Cameron. I wasn't conscious during his delivery; I had been put under in
order for the doctors to deliver him as quickly as possible. (A scalp test
showed that he wasn't getting any oxygen inside of my womb and his heart rate
was rapidly decreasing.) The doctors and hospital staff were scrambling to get
me sedated as quickly as possible so that they could save our son. In all
honesty, all that I remember about the actual delivery was counting backwards
from 50 to about 47).
Before I went under the anesthesia, I said to God, "I know
that me and Cameron are in your hands". So I didn't worry-- (I didn't even
worry about proper English) :-) I just went under. It was a perfect peace--
only the kind that God can give when our minds are stayed on him. After my
husband showed me the beautiful photograph of our first child and we talked a
bit, we met with the doctor, who began to explain to me what had happened to
our child. He said that Cameron had ingested the meconium (the first bowel
movement that is extremely poisonous) into his lungs, he was born blue and
lifeless, he had suffered a stroke, and the other problems associated with his
traumatic birth.
I wasn't able to nurse our son because he was on
100% oxygen and had feeding tubes going into his umbilical cord. The doctors
said that he couldn't nurse from me or suck a bottle and that he would have to
be fed from a tube. The diagnosis was that Cameron would probably have
developmental problems for the rest of his life. (I listened to what the
doctors said but I didn't worry. I prayed. I prayed a prayer of
"thanksgiving". And although I saw tubes all around my child, and tubes
going in to him, I thanked God for our beautiful child. During my hospital stay
I pumped the milk from my breast and I froze it for the day when our child
would be able to drink what was best for him; I anointed my child with blessed
oil and continued to pray a prayer of thanksgiving and rebuked death and
sickness. I sang to him-- I cuddled him-- and I thanked God for our beautiful
son.
To make a long testimony short. I was released
from the hospital before Cameron. I went home for some rest and when I returned
the next day to the hospital the nurses were feeding my child baby formula.
Needless to say, I was a sister with a big attitude 'cause I had pumped plenty
of milk for him to drink whenever the time came for him to be taken off of the
feeding tubes. The nurses said, "Mrs. Napier, he drank all of the milk that you
pumped". I laughed out loud and thought to myself "look at
God"
We took Cameron home from the hospital and a
staff of researchers and doctors followed his development the first two years
of his life. The child that doctors said would be delayed in his development
excelled and surpassed the expectations of all the researchers. I remember what
one of the physicians said to me when Cameron was discharged. He said,
"Although parts of Cameron's brain cells had died, other parts of the brain
could be trained to do things". And the last echoing words that he shared were
"Give him lots of stimulation".
So we did! We continued to bless God for him; We
sang to him; We told him stories; We prayed with him; We put colorful stuffed
animals in his bed; We put musical mobiles on his crib; We played with him; And
we loved him with all of our hearts. Today
we have a vibrant 16 year-old man child who is truly a blessing-- as he was
that first day that I realized that he was in my womb.
My prayer and reason for sharing "A Mama's
Testimony" is to encourage mothers to appreciate the gift that God blesses us
with. Our children are gifts to us--placed in our care to nurture, train, and
protect. I also want to let you know that there's nothing too hard for God. If
he worked a miracle for me then he can work one for you.... Stay
encouraged. |
