I gently caressed Rowan’s little face while he slept in my arms. He was so young, yet he had already brought such incredible joy to our lives. I caught a glimpse of Barry sleeping as he reclined his head back against the wall. We were so tired. We knew to expect weariness, but I don’t think either of us anticipated sheer exhaustion. We discovered that doctor visits were great opportunities for naps and we both jumped at any chance to sleep…even if it was only for ten minutes.
We were both drifting off into dream land when the doctor opened the door. I tried so hard to focus on the barrage of questions that followed. As a first time mother I didn’t know what to expect. But, I knew in my heart that something was wrong. I held Rowan even closer to my chest as she spoke. I couldn’t handle the thought of my son being in pain. He was so little, so helpless…it took everything within me to refrain from crying. We were handed a list of referrals and orders for more tests as we sat in silence. Overwhelmed by thought of our little boy suffering, we quickly made our way to the hospital.
After weeks of tests and blood work, we took Rowan to see a pediatric cardiologist. Through his exam and expertise we discovered that Rowan was born with a common birth defect known as ASD. Of all the things in the world that could have been wrong, this was by far the best one to choose from. It simply meant that he had a hole in his little heart. The only cause for concern was its size.
Despite the reassuring comments of the cardiologist and pediatrician, I was overwhelmed. Most infants with ASD recover on their own. However the size of the hole in Rowan’s heart was abnormal. There was no guarantee that it could heal completely. We were given brochures and told to prepare our minds for the realization that he may need heart surgery by the age of two in order to prevent further damage down the road.
As Barry and I drove home that day we reflected on the miracles God had already performed to get us to that moment. The fact that we even had a baby was a miracle in itself, much less all of the details that surrounded his young life. The pediatric cardiologist we were referred to just so happened to be one of the best in the nation and he treated our family with such compassion. As we sat in the car we lifted up a prayer for our precious son. We asked our Heavenly Father to heal Rowan’s heart. We specifically requested that He would close up the hole and make his heart complete in order to provide Rowan’s body with health and long life. Each and every day we pray this over our little guy and every night we thank God for being mindful of our baby and we praise Him for being our healer.
In the weeks ahead we will be taking Rowan to the cardiologist for a follow-up visit. This will let us know if he is on the road to recovery or it will give us an indication that surgery may be necessary.
I am believing for a complete healing in Rowan’s heart and I would be so thankful if you would pray and believe with me. But, it would also mean so much to me if you would leave a comment and let me know what YOU are believing God for during this season of your life. Together, let’s trust God for the impossible! Let’s anticipate God’s provision for our lives as we pray and believe for each others needs.