EDMOND, Okla. (BP)--When Robin Fiechtl's second daughter was born, Fiechtl cried for three hours.
It wasn't because she was disappointed her second offspring was also a girl, and it wasn't even post-partum blues.
Fiechtl's cries were tears of happiness and praise because all 7 pounds, 12 ounces and 21 inches of Delaneigh Elizabeth were perfect.
It wasn't supposed to be that way.
If the baby made it to term, she was supposed to be either terribly deformed, brain-dead or born with little chance to take her first breath. And the outlook throughout the pregnancy wasn't bright for her mother, who also faced possible death. Read More