Here is my second story of PROM:
On what would have been my first
baby's due date, we got the official
word that I was definitely pregnant
again. Just five months after losing my
first baby. We thought this was a true
gift from God. Everything was going just
fine. At about 13 wks. I woke up one
morning with some back pain, and feeling
some abdominal pressure. I stayed home
from work that day and went to the Dr.
I was assured everything was fine. I
had a sonogram, I was examined. There
was nothing wrong, I took a few days off
and the pain and pressure stopped.
Three weeks later, I had jury duty.
While I was there I had a few pains. I
just happened to be reading a pregnancy
book at the time, it warned that
starting around the 15th week you might
start having Braxton Hicks contractions.
I thought maybe that's what was
happening. Later in the afternoon, while
cooking dinner, I had a pain that
doubled me over. I went to the bathroom
and (sorry TMI)I passed a big glob of
mucus. I immeadiately called the Dr.s
office. They had me come in right away.
We were in the middle of a snowstorm
and my husband was about an hour and a
half away. I got to the Dr.'s office I
was examined and had a sonogram, and
assured that everything was ok. I was
told to call back if I had any bleeding,
or if my water broke. I went home, but,
I still had a few pains. I read in my
pregnancy books that if you had more
than 6 pains within an hour to call your
Dr. I never had that many, mine didn't
seem to have any pattern. I had pains
all day the following day. The day
after that I was at work and my water
broke. I knew what was happening, I
just couldn't believe it. My co
-workers called an ambulance and called
my husband. I was taken by ambulance to
the hospital. Again, I was given the
bad news, Iwas induced and this baby was
born within four hours of the
induction.(my first baby took all day,
all night and into the next morning) We
had a little boy (we were sure this
time). He was beautiful and he looked
perfect. We took pictures, had a pastor
come in and bless him. We talked to him
and cried.
I was sent home later that night,
again without a baby. It's hard to make
sense of this especially a second time.
I was going crazy wondering why. My
Dr. called me two weeks later to tell me
that our little boy James, had Down's
Syndrome. I didn't think my heart could
break anymore, but, it did.
I'm currently undergoing testing to
try and find a reason. I have just
found out that my mother in law's two
sisters each have kids who have
concieved children with Down's. One
terminated the pregnancy and went on to
have two more healthy children and the
other is due any day. I don't know much
about Down's Syndrome, I don't know if
it's hereditary or not. I still have so
many questions. Most of all I miss my
babies so much. My heart aches so
badly. Does this nightmare ever end?
Gina
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