My husband and I started trying to conceive our first
child shortly after we were married in October, 2009. We
suffered three miscarriages from that time to January of
2011.
During this period, I began to convert to Catholicism
and had become very strong in my faith and religion. In
March 2011, we found out we were pregnant with our
fourth pregnancy. As soon as we found out, we met with
Father Jeff Bayhi about having our marriage blessed. I
immediately broke down crying and explaining that we just
found out I was pregnant for the
fourth time and was scared to
lose another baby. He handed
me a bottle of Holy Water, a
Novena, and the number to
Sister Dulce.
I called that day and had
an appointment set up for the
following Monday. My husband
was not able to come with me
for this appointment. I walked
into this beautiful building with
every emotion possible. When
they called me to the back, I
was surprised with the peace
that came over me. Sister Dulce
began to pray over my belly.
She assured me that everything would be ok and that once
I started having children I wouldn’t stop. I left there with
the most amazing feeling. I knew she was right and I would
finally have the chance to carry my baby.
I carried our beautiful baby boy John-Michael full term.
I just knew our battles were done. We would have nothing
more to worry about. When I delivered John-Michael I knew
things were not right. His breathing was too fast and he had
a hole in this heart. We finally brought our baby home after
a week. We took him for his first pediatrician appointment
where she referred us to a cardiologist. We had to wait a week
to get in but we were not worried - we knew that murmurs
were normal. As we walked into his appointment with a
carefree attitude showing our little man off to everyone who
would look, we had no idea what we were about to face. The
cardiologist did a precautionary EKG and ultra-sound. We
waited patiently in that small bland room. When the doctor
walked in we knew it wasn’t going to be the news we expected
or wanted to hear. He informed us that John-Michael would
be sent home on a monitor that we would send back after
24
hours that would give them more information. We
learned that our son had a heart condition that is called
Wolfe Parkinson White. It meant that his heart races and he
can’t slow it down. As we walked out of the office I broke
down. I never knew a love like I had for John-Michael and
to know that he suffered from something that I could not
fix was devastating.As we waited on pins and needles for his
results from the monitor to come back we were struck with
news that our child had RSV and was hospitalized. During
this illness, we were informed that our child’s heart was a lot
worse than we ever thought. His heart rate was close to 300
when the normal is 100-120 and he also had an irregular
rhythm. We immediately put him on heart medicine that
just drained the life out of our child.
He always seemed so tired and sleepy.
Weeks went on and we monitored him
closely. I knew I could not take much
more and even though our doctors are
great, I needed something more. I need
Our Lord to intervene - I needed Sister
Dulce.
I called her office and the sweet
lady on the other side of the line told
me that she would speak with Sister
because normally she doesn’t see babies
his age but if anything she would pray
for him. After a few hours, the office
called to say that “yes” Sister wanted to
see John-Michael.
My husband was able to join me for this visit. I was
nervous and felt the same emotions that I felt the first time I
visited Sister Dulce. And yet again, I walked through those
doors with my baby in my arms and a baby in my BELLY.
We were very shocked to find that when John-Michael was
10
weeks old, we were pregnant again. Some say I’m a true
Catholic.
They called us to the back and Sister took my John-
Michael in her arms. She explained to him that she had seen
him before in my belly. She began to pray over his heart and
asked “Papa” to heal him, yet again the most amazing feeling
came over me. I then told her that i was pregnant again
and she said, “I told you - once you start, you’re not going
to stop.”
We left and my husband now left in amazement just as I
had the first time I visited. He just kept saying that he knew
John--Michael would be OK. Within the next month we
had an appointment with the cardiologist. He suggested that
we take John-Michael off of his meds. He was improving! I
knew “Papa” healed our baby.
Testimonials
John-Michael’s Story
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