“Two Gifts: A Baby and a Miracle” by Maureen Merritt Bergman

Mo and Alan with Victor

Thirteen years ago, Mo
Bergman rejected a doctor’s suggestion to abort her baby because of physical
abnormalities. Instead, she turned to God and the situation changed dramatically. She is turning to God again and asking for healing for her son. Here is
her story excerpted from Amazing
Grace for Families with an update on their
current challenge.

I was so excited at the possibility of being pregnant that I bought and
used three over-the-counter pregnancy kits. I just could not wait and kept
taking the test before the minimum waiting time. When the results finally confirmed what I
had suspected, I ran into the living room to tell my husband, Alan. We hugged and cried tears of joy.

We had only been married six months, but both being close to thirty, we did
not want to wait too long to start a family.
My mom and Alan’s parents cried tears of happiness at the news even
though this was to be the twenty-sixth grandchild on my side of the family. I was the youngest of ten children and the
last to have a baby. At work, as a police officer for Oak Park, Michigan, I frequently thought,
“I’m going to have a baby!”
At eighteen
weeks, I went to my doctor for a regularly scheduled visit and a routine
ultrasound. Lying on the table for the
ultrasound, my heart raced in anticipation of actually seeing the baby for the
first time. As the technician scanned my
growing tummy she suddenly laid down the scanning device and went to get
assistance from another technician.

She explained calmly, “I just need a little help.” The screen was turned
away from me while the two took measurements.
When the screen was finally turned to face me, Alan and I were shown
pictures of the baby’s head but nothing full-body or from the side. Returning home, I felt unsettled.

Bad News

Two days later, my doctor called and asked me to come in the next day to go
over the pictures. An hour before our
appointment, she was called away to deliver a baby so she had to break the news
over the phone. “Your baby has
omphalocele, a condition where organs develop outside the body.” In my baby’s
case, it was the liver, kidneys, and intestines.

I was hysterical. Researching the
condition on the Internet brought only more bad news. Fifty percent of these babies also had
chromosomal abnormalities and numerous other health problems. The doctor suggested abortion, but it was not
an option for us. I began to pray–”Please
God, make my baby healthy.” It was also a prayer steeped in guilt. God had not been a serious part of my life
for a long time.

Turning to God

Now, I realized how desperately I needed God. I had not consciously decided to exclude
religion in my life, it just sort of happened.
After my father died when I was thirteen, I was angry with God. “Why did you have to take him?” I had
cried. Everything I did after the death
of my father, I did to make him proud.
But God had been largely left out of the picture.

Alan was equally lax in his faith, so even though we were both cradle
Catholics and married in the Church, attending Mass and praying were not part
of our lives. Now, everything depended
on God. We prayed unceasingly.

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Regular doctor appointments and ultrasounds showed that in spite of having
three vital organs growing outside his body, the baby was otherwise progressing
well. A c-section was scheduled for the morning of August 16, 2001. We entered an operating room full of people:
several doctors, an intern, nurses and even a small camera crew from a local
Detroit television station there with my permission to film this event as a
documentary. At least twenty family
members crowded the waiting room, storming heaven with prayers.

Victor is Born

As the baby was lifted out, hearing his cries flooded me with relief. He was alive!
As I gently held him, swaddled in a blanket, maternal love gushed
forth. He was the most beautiful baby I
had ever seen! We had not named him yet
but at that point I knew right away; Victor Alan, our little victor. Then,
Victor was whisked away to prepare for surgery but my doctor had some
unexpected news. Only the liver was
outside Victor’s body in spite of the fact that every ultrasound had always
shown the liver, kidneys, and intestines growing outside. Also, there was
enough extra skin that the procedure to put the liver in would not need to be
done in stages as previously anticipated.

I wanted to know how this could be. My doctor shrugged and looked happily
baffled. “I can’t say for sure,” he admitted. “Maybe the organs were going in
and out.” In my heart, I knew how the other two organs ended up in Victor’s
body; it was God’s handiwork.

The surgery was a success but we were warned there would likely be a roller
coaster of setbacks and recovery. There were, but each time there was a set
back, it seemed as though prayer brought Victor back out sooner and stronger
than anyone expected. Twenty-three days
after Victor was born, we brought home a healthy baby boy.

Update and Request for Prayers
According to his Aunt Joanne, Victor is a
happy, polite, and funny 12-yr-old. He
is on the basketball team for St. Joseph’s in Howell, MI and plays traveling hockey and
baseball. He is also a very loving big brother to 5-yr-old Jacob.

Victor had not been feeling well for a while. A PET scan was done and the results were stage-3 non-Hodgkin’s lymphoma. His doctor says it is uncommon but considers
it curable. He will have a long road
ahead including chemotherapy. The family
would deeply appreciate prayers for their beloved Victor. _____________________________