In November of 1995, my husband Chris and I found out that we were going to have a baby. We were thrilled with the thought of being parents. On February 21, 1996, we had a routine sonogram. There was concern that day regarding the abnormal size of the baby. The doctors advised us to do a Level II sonogram with a high-risk doctor. We took their advice and had the sonogram on March 12th. That day the high-risk doctor told us that something wasn’t right. The baby was behind schedule and other warning signs were present. They discussed with us the possibility of a heart defect, chromosome abnormality, or some type of genetic disorder. They also discussed the possibility that the baby could die before birth. We were encouraged to do an amniocentesis. We decided against the amnio because of the slight possibility of a miscarriage. All we could do was wait. During this waiting period, we received many prayers, cards, and encouraging words from family and friends. We know that through the prayers of God’s people, we experienced peace at a level we had never known before.
We continued to have monthly sonograms to monitor the baby’s progress. On May 14th, 1996, after one of our Level II sonograms, the doctors encouraged us again to have an amniocentesis, because the baby was still not growing. Because of a variety of factors, we decided to go ahead with the test. Ten days after that test, we entered our doctor’s office and were told that our baby had Triploidy Syndrome. This chromosome abnormality meant our baby had 69 chromosomes instead of the normal 46. There was a 0% chance of survival. They could not explain why the baby had survived this long because this abnormality is usually miscarried in the first trimester. They said the baby could die any time or possibly survive the labor process. The doctors tried to prepare us for the outward appearance of the baby. They told us that with this type of chromosome abnormality, babies can have extra fingers and toes, moles, facial deformities, as well as other defects. We were also told that day our baby was a girl, so we named her – Savannah Grace.
Savannah continued to kick and move during this time as we awaited her arrival. After accepting the fact that she would not survive, we had to deal with waiting for that day to come.
The day finally did come. On July 2, 1996, Savannah was born, but she did not survive the delivery. She arrived at 2:48pm and weighed 3lbs. 2.5 oz. She was bruised, but her outward appearance was beautiful. Our nurse said, “Someone must have been praying for this baby because it is a miracle that she looks this good.” God is so faithful.
We don’t tell you this story to gain your sympathy, but we want you to know that God is a good and faithful God. He has shown us so many things throughout Savannah’s life and death. He is in control and has a plan for our lives and yours as well. Some people in today’s society might have aborted a baby like Savannah. Knowing that there was a 0% chance of survival, the question, “Why put yourself through the unnecessary emotional pain?” comes up. We would go through the entire nine months again to just be able to hold her and to experience the miracle of her birth. If we would have aborted Savannah, we would have missed so many blessings. Her life, ordained by God, had a purpose. God’s timing is perfect.
One verse that helped us so much through that time is Romans 8:28, “And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to His purpose.” Only He sees the big picture and holds the master plan. Know that He loves you. Our will is not always His will, but His will is best, no matter how painful it might be at the time. It was by God’s grace that we and our families made it through that season, and it is by His grace that we will be able to face each new day.