Miracle on V Street ~ The Christmas Special :)

Wow! Why didn't Christmas come this fast when I was a kid? I know you all feel the same.



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Veiyah will be 15 months old on December 25th, Christmas Day. Jeremy and I have been reminiscing about what we were doing last year. Today, last year, was 3 days after V's GI surgery that tacked down her intestines, when she coded and came once again, to near death.





Alarms screamed and my hands went immediately, instead of to V, over my other childrens ears. Mother bear kicked in fast and I huddled us 3 together with their eyes focused on me while Dr's rushed in around V. "K guys, we're gonna pray for Veiyah right now, K?" I remember it so clearly!! My girls had fear in their eyes, but they also were ready to join hands and plead with Jesus to heal their baby sister. As they squeezed their eyes tight and I searched for words besides Oh God, Oh Jesus, and Help, A Dr. came behind me and asked if she could help with the girls. She promised to get them to a peaceful room and put on a Christmas movie. They whisked my kids away and I felt the need to follow just to make sure they knew I was always behind them.

I stood by the wall by V's door and my back slid down the wall as I blacked out for a quick moment. Nurses were around and they helped me up, handed me water, and took care of me like they were my mother/sisters.

The morning began with Jeremy leaving at 7am for work. I was woken at about 7:20 from a phone call from Jer. He was on the side of the freeway, broken down. He asked me to check on V because he went up to her room before he left and she had been having some kind of an episode. He felt guilty leaving, but the nurses assured him that she was then fine, and urged him on to work. So, thinking that V was probably okay or they would have called me down at the hospital room we were staying in, I called, got confirmation that she was, and packed up the girls to go rescue Jer. It was a blizzard outside. A tow truck picked up Jer and his car and I met him at the shop. He then took us BACK to the hospital and he went BACK to work. What a morning already! With-IN 2 hours, Jeremy was rushing back to the hospital while I had to call him screaming that V was getting bagged and basically CPR, that her heart rate was at 30 bpm and her sats at a mere 50.

I honestly just remembered all of this last night as Jer reminded me. I only have windows of memory..if anything at all.

Madi has a very distinct but kinda funny memory. She remembers the Dr's rushing in and she remembers going to watch the movie. She remembers that she didn't like the movie the Dr put on, and that the Dr. handed the girls gauze to wipe their tears. Madi wouldn't have it. Gauze isn't used to wipe tears! She got up and grabbed some paper towels and gave one to Selah and threw their gauze away.

Now, how silly is that. Honestly, I sit here and type that out and I honestly just smile. Madi took care of her little sister. She knew what they needed and wasn't afraid to change the small things to make them more comfortable. I so appreciate this silly memory. It's not silly to her. It's a VIVID memory. If that's all she really thinks about when she goes back to that day, then Praise God!!! I'd rather her remember Gauze than being in the middle of Grey's Anatomy's ER.

As the nurses waited and watched with me, Veiyah's heart-rate began to slowly rise. Her o2 sats came up and the machines quieted. The head Dr on the floor that day was so reassuring and helpful. He had a thick accent, but I loved listening to such intelligence, so i tried my hardest to understand every word. I thank God for these people to this day, and will for the rest of my life. They took time out to explain things that I probably couldn't really comprehend. They felt that I deserved to know it even if I didn't get it! I wasn't shut out, laughed out of the room, left to wonder anything at all. I'll never forget that Dr's face. Now for his name...... that's another thing all together.


Jeremy arrived and we held each other tight, all of us. God, what else?? We had NO idea how much else. We still don't. But as someone wrote in an article about us, we live for right here, right now.

The Erika Kate Foundation has been amazing to us. Last year around this time, we learned of them and were struggling to make a house payment. EKF stepped in and helped us pay our mortgage! Then, the next year helped over and over again with lodging. We are so grateful to them and so blessed by their family. They lost their sweet Erika when she was 4 years old. They then started a foundation to be available to families financially as they go through these seasons of being in the hospital, missing work, missing bills, all because of stress or whatever may come your way. Rich Maynard is the founder of EKF and also the Father to Erika Kate. A writer, which happened to be Erika's Aunt, called us for an over the phone interview. We were nervous as of how that would go. To bring up old memories...to a woman we've never met...on speaker phone. :) It couldn't have gone any smoother. Carol was so warm and welcoming. She heard our hearts, and we heard hers. So, a couple of weeks later, we had an article posted on their website! If you'd like to read it, please do. Then take some time to check out their website.

The Erika Kate Foundation


They have helped sooo many families like ours. They have done some AMAZING things. I'm telling you, something awesome happens in hearts that have been through these times. A nurse came to my house the other day, she was new. I told her that she looked so familiar to me. We couldn't figure out what it was!! Near the middle of the visit, she shared with me that her daughter has down syndrome. At the end of the visit, she told me that she thinks that all of us, with these special children, will always recognize each other. We see each others hearts, and we see it in the eyes. I definitely believe this to be true.

So, the day after V was born, the nurses and Dr's gave her no hope as they started to hand her to me to die in my arms. She was restored.

And I counted every minute that she was alive.

I remember saying thing to Jer such as, "Hey! It's been 13 hours and she's still here!!" I was so excited for each minute, hour, then days, and months, then in December, then February, more times to celebrate her grasping life!

...and now it's been over a year! God is so good.

So as we celebrate this Christmas Season, the birth of our Lord Jesus, I challenge you to remember HIM. In all of the chaos that goes on, in all of the doubt that we have if He's even real, I challenge you to take that chance. Why not? What do you have to lose? Nothing. If there is no God, then you lose nothing. If there is God, you gain. I will never stop saying Merry Christmas to those whom it may offend. Because that is the Holiday that I celebrate. That is the Jesus that saved my daughter. That is the Jesus who is holding my other daughter with the same exact DNA as V. Remember, 1 egg, 2 souls. THEN it split after nearly 2 weeks of being one. If that doesn't strike you, then I have nothing. I am nothing. Only God can show you the Truth.

Merry CHRISTmas my friends! Whatever you celebrate, be blessed! But always remember the reason for Christmas. I know there are reasons for other holidays around this time. But that's why they are called different things. Remember what CHRISTMAS is all about.

Here are a few Christmas pictures! I will be adding all of our family pics and V's 1 year pics w/out Christmas edited into them after the new year. They were all in the fall, so I had to play! :)


I'll close and say what I said in my last post, that yes, I will get copyrighted. ;)

Take time to notice the miracles you are asking for that just might be happening all around you...you might be surprised at what a "miracle" really is! Then remember to give God the glory for it, for it came from no other~
















I wish this would come out bigger, maybe if you click on it you can see it fully. If not, the quote says:

“No matter how difficult the challenge, when we spread our wings of faith and allow the winds of God's spirit to lift us, no obstacle is too great to overcome.”




Pictures taken by the One and Only Awesome, Heidi Schmidt @ EllieJoSchmidt on Carepages.