It was 35 years ago close to this time of day (9:25 p.m) when our family was completed. After many, many hours of on and off labour and a trip to the hospital in an ice storm, Stephen finally decided to make his presence known. I was so tired but I knew that something wasn’t right when they whisked him away. They took our brand new baby to the neonatal because his breathing wasn’t quite right. I was settled into a room already missing my baby boy. The next day Ron came first thing to the hospital. We walked towards where our new addition was sleeping. A doctor stopped us and told us that they had done a spinal tap and the results were that he had meningitis. They were very concerned about his outcome and we felt devastated. I could hardly stand. We shuffled into an empty room and called a few people to have prayer chains started. We needed a miracle.
For the next seven days I remained in the hospital. We had to gown up every time we went to see him. If we wanted to hold Stephen we were put into a private room. At day seven, they sent me home. Our hearts were heavy and our arms were empty as we left the hospital without our baby. We spent as much time as we could back there. At day ten, a second spinal tap was done and there was no sign of the meningitis. They couldn’t explain it but we felt we were taking our miracle baby home. We had to continue to take Stephen back to the hospital for regular visits. They said that there could be many complications due to this disease. Each month he exceeded their testing and when he was saying words at ten months they said that we didn’t have to bring him anymore.
Happy Birthday Baby Boy! Love you!
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