If you follow my blog regularly, you’ll notice that I talk a lot about purpose and about making the most of the time that God has given you. Time…life…every breath that I take is so precious to me and here’s why. I was born premature, 2 pounds and 5 ounces to be exact. Before being born they had to give my mom a shot to develop my lungs. It wasn’t possible for her to carry me to full term because we both could’ve died due to pre-eclampsia. Despite the circumstances and my small weight, I was delivered by God’s grace. The weeks that followed were a fight, I had to stay in the hospital for 27 days; hooked up to machines and feeding tubes to make sure I got the proper nutrition I needed to get bigger. My mom was confined to bed rest for 3 months. I’d say this time period was a struggle for both of us but I know even more so for her. I can’t even imagine watching your newborn fighting for life. Unfortunately this is the case for many mothers and families each year. The complications of preterm birth are the world’s number one killer of young children. Worldwide, 15 million babies are born preterm and more than 1 million die. According to the March of Dimes website, babies who survive often have lifelong health problems such as cerebral palsy, vision and hearing loss, and intellectual disabilities. As I type this i’m in tears because I’m completely healthy and haven’t had issues with any of these health conditions. That is nothing but God! He is so amazing and I’m beyond thankful for all that He’s brought me through. It’s just overwhelming to think that March 17th1995 at 11:44am (or any of the days that followed) God could’ve took me to be with Him but He gave me to my parents instead and i’m still here! And i’m looking forward to turning 21 in March. I’m extremely blessed to be alive and there’s no doubt in my mind that God has me here for a reason. He’s even said, “Before I formed you in your mother’s womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart.” I hold this scripture in my heart each an every day, striving to do my best..striving to please my Heavenly Father! Because without Him I would not be here.
Although God blessed me with so many more years I still don’t take a second of my time for granted. I think of the 1 million babies who don’t make it each year. I’m sure they are in great hands with their Heavenly Father, but it’s still a life lost; someone’s potential daughter, son, brother, or sister. For the families who have lost a child to preterm birth I don’t know if there are words to make the pain go away, but understand that God sees your pain and He cares. He is the God of all comfort who comforts us in all our affliction (2 Corinthians 1:3-5).
My goal in writing this is not to put a damper on anyone’s day by talking about death, but rather give hope by sharing my story. He is the God who performs miracles (Psalm 77:14) and wonders that cannot be fathomed (Job 5:9). His love is never ending and although we may not understand He has a plan and a purpose. If you are reading this, please, please, please don’t take your life for granted. Not a second of it. Live everyday to the fullest…seek God about your purpose. You were created for much more than to just exist, you are here for a reason!
Much Love!! #WorldPrematurityDay #EveryDayCounts #MarchForBabies