A story of miracle Baby Eliot, that will change your life !!

Have you ever watched Oprah Show? To be honest, I'm one of her big fan! And there was a topic that I always remember from this show. The topic was Miracle Children. That day I saw the most unbelievably moving video. It is a true life video about a little boy with the Edwards Syndrome (Trisomy 18) – which has some similarities to the Down Syndrome. This motivational video shows how Eliot Hartman Mooney survives each day, bravely defying the virtually insurmountable odds stacked against him. Every day this boy survives is a miracle. Instead of his parents grieving for what they knew would be the inevitable death of their son due to his severe health problems they instead documented each day of his survival. 

Here is the video: A story of miracle Baby Eliot, that will change your life!! This is a very wonderful story what I have seen so far. And it is really heart touching and definitely I will show this video to so many people because this is one of the best motivational story.

This is what Eliot's Dad said in the video:

Dear Eliot,

Right now, You are two months from being born we just find out that you have trisomy 18 also called Edward syndrome Doctor says that you won't make it to birth Your mom and I are praying against that we're praying of healing we're praying for nothing less than a miracle

You are first child and the day of your birth couldn't come sooner

Dear Eliot,

you are born today weighing only 6 pounds You are already a miracle to us your mom is doing well It looks like we'll behanging out here at the hospital a little longer

Dear Eliot,

today you turn 11 days old we are so proud of you today we celebrated you 11th birthday in fact, we do that everyday at 4.59 the time you were born

Dear Eliot,

We've been home for a week now So that's why you don't see your nurses anymore it's great to have you home Today we will pack up everything and take our first picture out for coffee

Dear Eliot,

i don't know of you've noticed but your connected with some tubes but doctor says that we have to keep this in so that you could get some oxygen to breathe You also fed from a feeding tube We feed you every three hours and it takes an hour and a half to do it We've loved learning how the best to take care of you we love it

Lot's of people email, call and send cards of your behalf you are well loved

it's eleven at night right now, and my feeding shift has just begun mom is asleep and the best part of my day has begun. My shift ends around 4.45 am, when your mom takes over. She cherishes her morning with her boy

Today, you turned 1 month old I didn't know if I've ever get to say that to top of the day 20 friends showed up at the door for true birthday surprise party for you. They sang, wrap balloons, and a birthday cake it was a beautiful chaos

At 2 am this morning, your feeding tube came out we've been warned this may happen eventually we quickly realized that we didn't have the stethoscope, which is necessary to replace the tube since our neighbor is nurse, I went ahead and knocked on their door at 2.30 am. They found their stethoscope, and your mom went to it after much wrestling, praying and your tears the tube was down, and you are able to feed just so you know, your mom is my hero

Dear Eliot,

you're now weight 7 pounds and 3 ounces You're growing and your food has been pumped up because of your good appetite You continue to find new ways to steal our hearts

Dear Eliot,

this day marks marks two months of your life Your mom and i were so thankful that we know you we know your face, your noises, we know that bath time and massage are your favorite daily activity

You finally learn how to suck your thumb by yourself because of trisomy 18, you were born with clinch fist being able to do this is actually quiet difficult way to go son...

Dear Eliot,

We celebrate your birthday everyday with a picture lately, we tried a little bit more creative

Dear Eliot,

I realized you get can frustrated with your tubes and your frequent congestion please know that your mom and I, were doing everything to make you comfortable

Dear Eliot,

well you tipped the scales today at 8 pounds 14 ounces quite an accomplishments you have also manage to grow up pretty decent molly

Dear Eliot,

we all got to go to a reunion at the hospital

I've never seen your mom more happy the joy she felt getting to show off her son can't be described in words in fact, she can paired it to the way a mother would feel when their sons become presidents, went to heissman and develops a cure for the cancer the logics of medicine says that you shouldn't be alive but you are...

you are such a fighter...

Dear Eliot,

you've know passed the 3 month mark

You also got your first quartless pictures taken today

no feeding tube, oxygen or stickers this was no small accomplishments,

but we got it done

have i told you lately that we are so proud of you

Dear Eliot,

today you went to be with Jesus

not a pull pit, not a slide presentation, not a best selling book but a six pound boy with trisomy 18 God found great pleasure to get a lowie thing to the eyes of the world and show truth

At your funeral, we release 99 balloons each balloon representing the day of your life How beautiful it was to watch how quickly they were gone and so today, we celebrate

Eliot you are well and although we miss you more than we could express we're only separated from you by our time left on earth see you soon son

Mom & Dad

 

Last, I will share the words of Eliot parents at his funeral that day has always been an inspiration for me. I thicken the words that became my favorite. I hope these words can also inspire you.

Ginny and I, and many of our friends and family, gathered Monday to celebrate Eliot’s life. It was perfect. Following a song entitled, “Everything’s Alright”, I struggled through the following:

“‘Everything’s Alright’…not your ordinary funeral song, and ‘Don’t wear black’ are not your ordinary funeral instructions. But Eliot was no ordinary boy. His life was extraordinary.

A dad speaking at his son’s funeral is probably a little strange as well. But Eliot’s is a story I must tell. Ginny and I have things to say, and I’m going to try to say them today. We also have a saying as of late which is “go ahead & cry. We do”

But, if at all possible, hold it in for the next couple of minutes, or I’ll probably lose it with you. I have a tag team partner on board so I can tap out at any moment. With that said, I apologize for reading. My communications teacher would be disappointed. But I am just gonna try to make it through.

I want to thank you all for being here today. Ginny & I wish we could personally sat down with each one of you and express how much your actions have made our burden lighter.

Thanks for making a call when it had to be awkward for you do so. Thanks for letters & birthday cards for Eliot. Thanks for feeding us, when food was the last thing on our mind. Thanks for surprise one month birthday parties & blog posts & law school softball tournaments for Eliot. Thank you- family- for your love and support. Thank you Josh, Becky, Heather & Paul for walking through this with us.

Thank you all for joining us today to celebrate the life of a special boy who impacted so many.

We view today as a celebration. We celebrate the greatest gift the Lord has ever given us. In Eliot, we enjoyed so much. We loved so much. We learned so much.

Although, Ginny and I had seats near the front of the class, you all joined in on the lessons & the classroom kept expanding to include people we had never even met. We all sat in awe as God, Himself, took a sick little boy and pulled back the veil to reveal lessons about Himself.

An underdeveloped lung. A heart with a hole in it. And DNA that placed faulty information into each and every cell of Eliot’s body – could not stop the living God from screaming of Himself through a child who never uttered a word. To an outsider it may seem nothing short of foolish to credit all this teaching to Eliot, but

I Corinthians says that…”the message of the cross is foolishness to those who are perishing, but to us who are being saved it is the power of God.”

It goes on to say that God’s wisdom is unlike ours and his tools are not what we would imagine. His tools are not the ones we would craft.

Not a pulpit. Not a slick presentation. Not a bestselling book. But a 6lb. boy with Trisomy 18. God found great pleasure to take a lowly thing in the eyes of the world and show Truth.

Every aspect of Eliot’s life was a paradox. Because I hate it when people use words that I do not understand- let me define.

A paradox is defined as

“a seemingly absurd or contradictory proposition that upon investigation proves to be true”

Truly, all of Christianity is a paradox. G.K. Chesterton writes that, “Christianity is a superhuman paradox whereby two opposite passions may blaze beside each other”.

Our God teaches us that:

To become greatest I must become least.

That as a believer, I have total freedom & yet strive not to sin.

And ultimately, that I find life – in none other than the death of man named Jesus.

Through Eliot we experienced the paradox of joy and pain ablaze side by side.

Truly, the Lord did not ask us to take a path which He had not already traveled on our behalf. Although we did not willingly give up Eliot , his life & death have given new meaning to the sacrifice the Father made when He gave His only Son unto death, that we could have life.

And so today, we celebrate. Eliot is well. And, although we miss him more than we can express, we are only separated from him by our time left on earth. We anxiously wait to join Him in worshiping the Lord.

So today we propose a new standard.

How do you measure a life? By years? By esteem? By productivity?

Eliot Hartman Mooney

99 days, 98 birthday parties (& today makes 99)
18 nurses
17, 557 visits to his website
0 minutes unattended
Although these statistics are fun. They all fall woefully short of a metric whereby to judge Eliot’s life. We propose that Eliot’s life be measured by impact.

Thus, truly his was a full life.
We encourage you today to not forget Eliot. To not forget whatever his sweet life taught you. Please go & do that which has been stirred in you through his life. And we look forward to hearing of the ripples he has made in eternity.

Finally, when you arrived you were handed a flower. We believe that Eliot’s life is best understood when pictured much like the flower you hold.
A flower is picked to be enjoyed. Sweet to smell & viewed by all.
When your flower was picked, a process began whereby the flower’s life will end. But this is not the way we view a flower. We just enjoy it. We take it in.

So the next time you feel the urge to complain or grumble or say an unkind word, spare a thought for little Eliot, the miracle baby boy.  This baby has taught us how to live each day to the fullest. God bless!

source: http://mattandginny.blogspot.com/2006/11/celebration-of-life.html