Miracle Voice

I was a miracle baby. I was born with airways that were too small and paralyzed vocal cords. I had no sound. 

My mother was a young single mother of two that were already in the foster care system. I spent the first the first three months of my life in the hospital. my mother was sent home with sign language books and told that this would be the only way she would be able to communicate with her newest daughter. She and my grandmother were allowed to visit during visiting hours. She was told not to breast feed because o fear of me choking. My mother would sneak and breast feed against doctors orders. My grandmother would would stand in the doorway on lookout for nurses or doctors coming. When they were not working that arrangement my grandmother prayed long and hard for her newest granddaughter to have a voice. "Please Jehovah, give my granddaughter a voice"! Despite the doctors saying that my condition was not one that kids ever grew out of she refused to believe them. "Please Jehovah, give my granddaughter a voice"! This was her daily prayer for months.  Jehovah finally heard enough and answered her prayer. According to my grandmother the first sounds she heard from me was singing and she cried. She said she heard this sweet little humming coming from the crib and she ran over to find my sweet little smiling small self singing.  ​