Yesterday. I'm still trying to process it.
Yesterday I was prepared to say goodbye to my daughter. The time had come for her vent to be removed. I was told she hadn't been making an effort to breathe at all with her vent and most likely when she came off her brain wouldn't be able to tell her body to breathe. She could pass in minutes, or a few hours. No one knew for sure.
It wasn't that I was giving up fighting for her. Never. I just knew what the reality of our situation was baring a major miracle. So I prepared my heart. I cried out to the Lord. And I dared to hope.
At 11:15 yesterday morning they removed Ellis from her vent and immediately placed her in my arms, skin to skin, just like when she came from my womb four weeks ago. I sobbed. I told her how beautiful she was. I rocked and read her her first ever story. On the night you were born by Nancy Tillman.
"Heaven blew every trumpet and played every horn on the wonderful marvelous night you were born" it reads.
I cuddled my beautiful girl and told her how much I loved her. I had been waiting so long to hold her in my arms. It felt so right. As it should be. I even got to hear her cry. A sound I thought I might never hear again.
A funny thing happened. Time ticked by and my beautiful girl was breathing on her own. We asked about her vitals. We were told they were steady. Her breathing was perfect. Her heart rate was excellent. She stopped all of the seizing she had been having for days. She cuddled up in a ball and rested on my chest. For weeks she's had tubes coming out of every inch of her body desperately trying to keep her steady and stable. Yet now, all those things were gone, and in my arms she seems to have found all the steadiness she needs to rest.
We are now almost 24 hours out, and my girl still hasn't left my arms. She's still steady and stable. She's still breathing strong. Her Mama is so very proud. The doctor called her a little fighter. They don't know the half of it.
They have said that each of the next 24 hour periods is crucial for her if she's going to make it. Of course they have given us their dire predictions for what happens if she does make it. All of that I'm just giving to Jesus right now. I'm trusting Him minute to minute and with each breathe she breathes. All I can say now is I'm so thankful for each moment I have had holding my precious baby girl.
Life is such a gift. And the last 24 hours with Ellis have been one of the most good and perfect gifts I've ever received.
We still need major miracles for our baby girl, for full restoration of what's been stolen and nothing less.
We trust. We pray. We rest.
We dare to hope.
Please continue to pray for us mightily.
Now to Him who is able to do far more abundantly than all that we ask or think, according to the power at work within us, to Him be glory in the church and in Christ Jesus throughout all generations, forever and ever. Amen.
We stand together in unity to declare that Ellis will live and not die. She will live to declare Jehovah is God, and her life will be a light and testimony to the nations. We declare that darkness is as light to you, God. We call forth light into the dark places and believe that what the enemy intends for evil, God is using for good. We break the power of every stronghold and argument over her life that exalts itself against the knowledge of God. We declare that no weapon formed against her will prosper. We declare that her spirit will rise up and lead her soul and her body. Ellis Claire Rodriguez, arise, shine, His glory is upon you.