March 31, 2024 3 min read

Eleven years ago, my heart and soul were tested in ways I never imagined possible. My micro-preemie daughter, Olivia, born alongside her twin (who passed an hour after her birth) at just 23 weeks gestation and weighing a mere 1 pound 1 ounce, embarked on a harrowing journey of survival in the NICU. For five and a half months, Olivia fought bravely, defying every medical challenge that came her way, from relying on a breathing machine to enduring multiple surgeries and the arduous process of feeding through NG tubes.
As we approached the five-month mark, we hit a significant roadblock. Olivia lacked the strength and endurance for bottle feeding, a crucial milestone for her growth and nourishment. The medical team, concerned for her well-being, proposed a gtube surgery—a procedure to place a feeding tube directly into her stomach. While this seemed like a practical solution, it struck a dissonant chord in my heart. The thought of bypassing her natural instincts for nourishment with a foreign object filled me with unease.
Despite the mounting pressure from the medical team and the financial strain of her prolonged NICU stay, I stood firm in my conviction. My intuition, coupled with extensive research and consultations with nutritional experts, solidified my resolve against the gtube. It became clear that the surgery could potentially lead to long-term eating issues, a risk I was unwilling to take for Olivia.
In a bold move, I requested a meeting with her medical team, including specialists and neonatologists, to voice my concerns. After much discussion, they granted me a 48-hour trial to remove her nasal feeding tube and attempt bottle feeding on demand. It was a glimmer of hope, a chance to prove that Olivia could thrive without the surgery.

On Good Friday, March 29th, 2013, I entered the NICU with a heart full of unwavering faith and an overnight bag, ready to embark on what would become a miraculous journey. Despite the skepticism from the doctors, I held onto my belief in divine intervention. "My faith is unwavering, and I trust in God," I declared, even as one doctor smirked, doubting the possibility of success.
But miracles have a way of unfolding when faith is unyielding. 
Even though I was not spiritually awakened to the extent that I am now, nor was I aware of the energetics behind manifestation, how we create our reality with our thoughts and beliefs, and how we truly are co creators with God back in 2013, I was being shown how miracles and co-creation truly work. I just didn't know it at the time... 

Do you know what happened? A miracle. My unwavering faith, energy field, thoughts, beliefs and my conviction created the reality that Olivia would drink all of her bottles and finally come home where she had always belonged. I would not allow anything or anyone, doctors included, distort my truth. 
Against all odds, Olivia began to drink every bottle at full volume, astonishing the entire medical staff. My belief in the power of unwavering faith, hope, and my infinite love for my daughter had manifested a reality beyond anyone's expectations.

On Easter Sunday, March 31st, 2013, Olivia's triumph was complete. She had proven that she could thrive without the surgery, and the once-impending operation was canceled. As preparations for her discharge began, I felt an overwhelming sense of gratitude and joy. By April 2nd, 2013, Olivia was ready to leave the NICU and start a new chapter at home.
Olivia's journey is a testament to unwavering faith, the power of positive thoughts, a mothers love, advocacy and divine guidance that comes through our intuition. It serves as a reminder that even in the face of overwhelming odds, believing in the possibility of a miracle can lead to extraordinary outcomes. Her story continues to inspire and uplift not only myself, but so many around the world through LMD. Her story is a true Easter miracle that reaffirms the strength  of the human spirit, the boundless love of a mother and God's divine plan.

“The heart of man plans his way, but the Lord establishes his steps."
- Proverbs 16:9 

I hope that this story fills your spirit with that same unwavering faith, love, and belief that miracles are very much real. When we shift our mind, body and spirit to focus on all the blessings in our life, regardless of what challenges may appear in our physical reality, miracles happen. 

Remember beloved, God's promise never fails us, and when we are aligned mind, body and spirit, miracles resurrect.

All my love,

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