Our Miracle – Part II

Dear Baby,

The day came for our follow up appointment with Dr. Fok. This was our big day to find out one of several things—Did the cyst get bigger? Did it get smaller? Are there other problems? You can imagine all the possible things that ran through our minds. Were we worried? Yes. Did we try to pretend we weren't? Yes. Did we pray to God for the cyst to be gone? Yes. Did we believe it would happen? Kind of, I mean, did we believe that God can take the cyst away? Yes. But I guess with the way things were going this year and the way we were getting medical reports from doctors, actually expecting that the cyst would be gone felt like too much to ask for or expect--shame on us. But our creator has a marvelous way of reminding us of who He is and what He can do.

You see, Daddy and I went to our appointment with sweaty palms, hearts racing, and teary-eyed. Again we were quiet and anxious. What could we say to each other? Relax; everything is going to be ok? Duh, we know we needed to relax, we know we needed to trust God and ultimately everything would be ok. But you are our baby, our precious child who we haven't even met yet. We know how each other felt and all we could do was hold each other and pray. So we did. So we walk into the exam room. I laid down and bared my big belly. It felt like it was only moments and Dr. Fok said that the most precious words ever, "The cysts are gone. I don't see anything." Are you kidding me?! They are gone. They just vanished. It has only been a few weeks and already they are gone.

Just to be sure I asked, "Did you check both sides?"

He smiled with amusement, "Yes, I'm looking at both sides. They have disappeared." Tears were streaming down my cheeks. I looked up at daddy and in the dark room all I could see was in big white smile--that wonderful smile, that perfect smile. You know it was his smile that I first fell in love with the day we met. And at our appointment it was that same smile that reassured me that everything was truly good and wonderful because our baby boy is healthy and perfect. Man, I love that smile!

Dr. Fok wrapped up the appointment by checking your measurements again and asked if we had any questions. Only one, "Should we see you in another 4 weeks?" He kind of laughed (he was so much warmer this time around) and told us that he doesn't want to see us again, no offense to us. None taken!!! As we walked out of the exam room, daddy had to turn around and shake his hand (so sweet and of course, he was smiling). Right when we stepped out onto the street on our way to our car, I grabbed your daddy, buried my face in his chest and with all emotion flushing out of my face I cried with thankfulness to God, appreciation of my husband who worried with me, and total relief that from all the things we have to worry about his year the cysts were no longer on that list. Praise Jesus!

In time at all we were on our phones calling moms, dads, sisters and brothers. They cried and celebrated with us.

It's been a week since our appointment and during this week we have had time to reflect on this past scary month. Here are some things we have learned:

• Trust God always—He will always take care of us.
  
• God is good ALL the time (even when your mom has cancer).
  
• You, daddy and I have many amazing families and friends who constantly prayed for all of us. Thank you God for giving us these people.
  
• Your grandma says that God used you to put things in perspective for her. Once she heard the news of your cysts all worry about losing her hair was gone. It just doesn't matter.
  

 

So my little guy, even before you came into this world God used you for many reasons—many reasons we see right away and others are more subtle. This I know for sure, you are no ordinary baby boy and will not grow up to be an ordinary man. God has a divine, majestic journey for your life.

And I can't wait to see it!!