God Sent Me An Angel

Nikita was born with a small hold in her heart, that I was told was normal for early baby. Nikita was born at almost 36 weeks, she was due to be born on June 8th, but there were a lot of problems with my blood pressure and her heart rate, which she kept having D-cells. Which I had to have an C-Section to save her life and mines. After eight day's of been in the hospital we went home, and around two to three weeks of her birth I started seeing that something wasn’t right with her. She started having problems breathing . So I took her back and forward to the clinic and they said it wasn’t nothing to be worry about , but I knew differ. They said it was acid reflex and I said how did she get that at her age. They end up put her on zantac, but it didn’t work. Four days later Nikita was still going through the same simples as before.  So I end up calling to get her an appointment telling them she had stop breathing again and I had to do CPR. I told them it looks like her heart was about to come through her chest. I ask them could they do an x-ray of her lungs and one of her heart, and they told me that she was to small to have that done. So on June the 24th the day I will never forget and I know my kids or husband will never forget, Nikita stop breathing in my arms, there at the clinic, and I said to myself God had me there for a reason on that day so they could see for themselves I wasn’t lying about something was wrong with my baby. So on this day Nikita was put in the hospital, she was transported from the clinic to the Hospital in a ventilator. I was hurt and sad for I said if only someone had of paid me some mind to what I was saying to them all the time it wouldn’t get this far. But they didn’t. And it was there me and my husband was told something we will never forget about our little angel Nikita has heart disease which means she would need a heart transplant to live. This rocked our world our little angel needs a heart to live. We couldn’t believe what they where telling us about our baby. We asked questions on how, and why known, why didn't they kept it at birth or while she was inside of me. They could only say it is under know to them. We then knew we were living the John-Q story. Which turned into a Nikita Story. We didn’t know how to deal with it than and we knew we wouldn't know how to deal with it later on . So the only thing we could do was pray to God and ask him to show us what to do for our little angel he gave us. It was the question on how do you deal with something like this , than I said to myself we are not the ones going thought this , Nikita is, she’s the one who is in the pain and needs a heart to live. I than told myself all I can do is pray for her and not give up the fight, and kept coming back to be beside her, so she will know am her with her even though I couldn’t feel what she was going through, but I knew it was a lot, after all we had been through to get her. I knew she was a fighter and I wasn’t about to give up on her. Nikita wanted to live and I said to myself I wasn’t going to stop, I was going to do whatever I had to do to help her stay in this life with us. We just kept saying God send Nikita here for a reason even though we will never know what it is she was given to us for a reason that only God knew of. Nikita was in this hospital from June the 24th–July 11th and than they said there wasn’t anything they could do for her so we had to make a decide to send her to Cincinnati, Ohio or St. Louis and we picked Cincinnati which was closer to us and I knew I had to be there with her and be able to come home and see the other kids or make it so they could come up and see Nikita and me.