The Birth of Isabella and Isaiah's 1st Birthday!

On June 5th, 2005 I gave birth to a beautiful, HEALTHY baby girl. Hoping that since Isaiah's shunt had been working since January of that year, things would be great! One month after his first birthday proved that to be VERY wrong.

We were all sitting in the living room and my husband was feeding Isaiah his lunch. Richard was holding Isaiah on one knee while the food was on his other knee (SB keeps him much smaller than normal). Richard decided he wanted to shift everything, so he set the plate on the couch so he could adjust Isaiah. All of a sudden Isaiah started screaming his head off and became very rigid. Finally, he stopped breathing! I was holding my son DEAD in my arms! I started freaking out wanting so much to scream at God "HOW COULD YOU TAKE HIM FROM ME AFTER EVERYTHING?!?!?!" But, when you are a mom, you just have to pull yourself together and git 'er done! So, I'm checking him and totally lost on what to do, when I clearly heard God tell me "Well, you can keep freaking out and lose him OR you can do the CPR that I taught you in the beginning and save him!" I love the way He just talks to me so matter of factly!

I did the CPR on him while Richard spoke to the 911 operator. It seemed like the police showed up 2 seconds later! The first officer that showed up said that he almost lost control of his car when he took the turn onto our street at 90 miles an hour, b/c he just didn't play with a child not breathing! It seems like nothing big deal, but when it's your child it's great to know that people are taking it seriously, you know? We had to take him in the ambulance to the hospital and what's funny is that we found out from the doctor's that he had a "breathing spell", which seems like such an ironic name for it!

The next year was a blur of speech, physical and occupational therapy. Isaiah couldn't even raise his head without therapy. And things seemed to get better in regards to surgeries and hospital stays until he was two. About two months after his second birthday he had ANOTHER breathing spell! At six minutes into doing CPR the ambulance showed up.

I grew up feeling that no one wants to be near someone crying. So, I never cried around anyone. Even when holding Isaiah limp in my arms, I couldn't cry! I don't know if it's just that there's no time to go through the emotions or if it's that I just don't want to. Maybe it's a mom thing...I don't know. Anyway, that's all I've got for now.