I found out that I was pregnant February
2006 and my boyfriend and I were
thrilled. This was the first child for
both of us, and also the first
grandchild for both my parents and his
parents. I scheduled an appointment with
my primary care physician that same
week. She referred me out to an OB/GYN,
and prescribed me prenatal vitamins. We
had our first prenatal visit on March
9th, and found out that we were 8 weeks
pregnant and had a due date of October
20, 2006. Luckily, I did not have any
morning sickness, my boyfriend, on the
other hand, had plenty of it. I did have
really bad headaches though, which is
also a side effect of pregnancy.
Everyone told me that I had a glow, I
was just so happy to be carrying our
first child. I made sure that I took my
prenatal vitamins everynight, I
maintained a healthy diet, and attended
all of my prenatal visits. All of my
labwork came out well, and my doctor
told me that I was perfect canidate for
having a baby. He said that it was
"Amazing how healthy I was". We had our
1st sonogram on April 12th and they
advised me that I was 13 weeks pregnant,
and I was given a new due date of
October 29, 2006. We found out that we
were having a boy on June 22, 2006 I was
21 weeks pregnant. That following Monday
I started to spot, I was told that this
is normal. I woke up to use the restroom
and I found that I had a light pink
discharge that was flowing, I
immediately woke my boyfriend and went
to the emergency room. I was seen by a
nurse in the natal care unit, the first
question that she asked me was "did you
have sex today?" I told her yes I had.
She said that sometimes this sex
irritates the cervix and causes it to
bleed. She checked the babies heartbeat,
and contacted my doctor. The heartbeat
was nice and strong, and she told me
that the doctor said that I could be
released and that I could come in for an
appointment the following day at his
office. The next morning I was bleeding
a lot, as if I was having my cycle, my
thighs were crampy but I did not have
abdominal cramping. When I went into the
doctors office he did a ultrasound and
found that my baby was breech, and that
I also had medial placenta previa. When
the doctor did my pelvic exam, I knew
that there was something wrong. He told
me that part of my membrane was in my
vagina and that I had dialated 1.5 cm,
he immediately called an ambulance to
transport me to the hospital. I was
placed into a position where my head was
lower than my legs, in order to keep my
water from breaking. They also gave me a
cocktail of drugs, including antibiotics
to keep me from going into labor. I was
so sad, b/c the doctor advised me that
there was chance of them saving the
baby, they said that they could attempt
to give me a surclage (pushing the
membrane back up and stiching the cervix
closed)However there was a chance that
the membrane could break during the
surgery or I could go 2 more weeks and
they would save the baby, but he would
be severly handicapped. I prayed that
God help me to make a decision, b/c I
didn't know if I should sit there and
let my water break or get the surgery to
try to save my baby. My surgery was
pushed back about 3 times, and my water
ended up breaking on June 29th, and I
was given pitocin to speed up my labor.
The entire time I continued to feel my
baby move and he still had a strong
heartbeat. His lower half was in my
vagina, but his upper body was still
above my cervix. I prayed that he would
just hold on long enough for us to meet
him, and he did. I delivered Sean
Michael vaginally at 12:24 am. He was so
beautiful, he looked just like a baby
doll version of his father. His toes
looked exactly like mine. His eyes were
fused shut, he was 1 lb 4.1 ozs, and
10.5 inches long. His father and I held
him and talked to him, and took
pictures. I was just so blessed to be
able to see and hold him while he was
alive. He expired about an hour later.
The hospital took pictures and created a
memory box with his footprints,
clothing, and receiving blanket. We had
a memorial service in the chapel. We
made arrangements to have him cremated.
We currently have his irn and pictures
on our nightstand. I know that God does
everything for a reason, he probably
forseen something that we did not. We
will continue to pray everyday and I
know that Sean Michael is a little angel
that is looking down on us. Hopefully,
he can be with me throughout my next
pregnancy, b/c I don't think that I can
enduring a tragic outcome again. Anyone
that needs to chat can contact me at my
email. God bless you all.
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