What Child Is This?
So much has happened in the last 30 hours. It feels so surreal.
What started out as a trip out to the Crowsnest Pass for some winter camping, turned into one of the most terrifying, exhilarating, and joyful days of my life! For those that don’t know, my wife Angela was pregnant, right around 32 weeks.
Starting early in our trip, Angela had been having steady contractions so we quickly dropped the kids off with her parents, and sped off into town (Blairmore) to get things checked out at the hospital.
Our efforts to get into the hospital in such a hurry were not in vain, our suspicions were confirmed when we were told Angela was in early labor! We knew what the due date was, a whole 7 weeks and 3 days away, but baby was coming!
I was hearing words I thought only the doctors on TV were allowed to use…
STARS chopper…preemie…NICU…Foothills Hospital… Calgary…
I remember thinking, “this is my wife, my baby… is this really happening? It can’t be…”
But it was happening, and fast!
The next hour was a flurry of activity.
Doctors and nurses strategizing delivery options, phone calls to get Angela’s records, and getting set up on the proper equipment to monitor both her and baby.
The original plan was to air-lift to Calgary, an idea that scared me bad as I knew that option didn’t really have me in the picture. The choppers aren’t designed for passengers, I would have to drive up to Calgary (a 3 hour drive) and pray I made it there in time to be with Angela for delivery.
Too windy. All aircraft was grounded due to the gale-force winds.
The second plan was to drive the ambulance “hot” (lights and sirens) to Lethbridge with the doctor on board in case they had to deliver on the road. This idea included me being there, I liked it better than the previous plan.
Not enough time, baby was coming and wasn’t waiting for anyone.
We would deliver there, in Blairmore.
We needed to pray!
I started making phone calls.
Our pastors, parents, our prayer warriors.
It was obvious that baby was coming early; we knew we needed to pray that God would catch this little one up to where he needed to be developmentally for birth.
God had to do in a matter of hours, what normally took place over the course of many weeks. But God wasn’t nervous. God’s word says that he knits us together in our mother’s wombs (Psalms 139:13.) His word also says that He knows in advance everything we need, and He makes it available, so when we come to Him in faith, we receive it all (Matt 6:8.) So we went to Him confidently in faith and in prayer believing that God would do the impossible. And it was so.
Brody Liam Marois was born on December 25, 2011 at 11:28PM. Our Christmas baby!
He was born crying, which I’m told is very unusual for premature babies. (Glory to God!) He was kept on oxygen until the transport team from Calgary arrived and was soon breathing on his own. (Hallelujah!) God had blown us away with a brand new baby boy for Christmas!
Brody was then carefully and tenderly transported back to Calgary by some of the best medical professionals I have ever seen in my entire life. They worked confidently and swiftly, as a team to ensure Brody was given the best of care and attention.
Angela followed Brody in another ambulance and arrived at Foothills Hospital in Calgary early Monday morning. I packed the kids up and then we all headed for Calgary to see Mom and Babe.
We have received nothing but great reports from the doctors and nurses regarding Angela and Brody, God has taken care of us and filled us with his peace beyond measure. I cannot explain it; it really is peace that surpasses all understanding.
We have received tremendous support from all of our friends and family through-out this fantastically, terrifying ordeal and for that we are so grateful! We have truly seen the Body of Christ in action, we feel so loved.
We went from being a family of five, to a family of six in mere minutes it seems. All the while, God has been our Rock, our strength, our peace, our hope, and I will praise Him forever! He has done a great thing in our family in adding to it this wonderful, beautiful baby boy.
Even when I’m scared, I’m not shaken
Even through uncertainty, I find peace
Even though things didn’t go as planned, He is in your hand
Even though he is early, he is healthy
Even though he’s small, he’s heavy for his age
My peace comes from Heaven, the Everlasting One
Glory to God in the highest, and on Earth, peace, goodwill to all men.