By Melanie, Milford, MA USAI found out I was pregnant with twins when I was 7 weeks pregnant. I was thrilled! I already have two boys, ages 8 and 4, and their pregnancies were perfect... no complications at all. So I was thrilled to be having two more little ones.
PROM at 20 weeksDelivery at 20 weeks + 4 days.
Story added: 2009-08-28
At 9 weeks I went for a routine ultrasound and found out baby B had a serious heart defect. I was sent to a high risk specialist the next week and was devastated to find out that baby B had not survived. My heart was broken. I didn't know my heart could feel so much pain. The only thing anyone could say was "at least you're going to have one healthy baby".
I had an ultrasound at 18w and baby A was doing great. My cervix was perfect, and there was nothing to be concerned about. Baby A is a girl. We named her Rose.
At 19w 6d I noticed my panties were wet. Not soaked, but moist, constantly! I had an appointment with my OB the next morning, so I went to bed and tried not to worry.
I went to my Dr the next morning and mentioned that I felt like I was leaking something. She asked my husband to leave the room with my four year old so she could "take a peek". As soon as she inserted the speculum and looked, she put my knees up to my chest and told me not to move. She left the room and dialed 911. The only thing my Dr said was that I was bulging.
I was brought to the local hospital. They tried to determine if my membranes had ruptured, but the tests were coming back inconclusive. So I was transported to another hospital where they had a high risk OB team waiting for me. My nurse whispered in my ear before I left "Good luck sweetie, but don't get your hopes up too high. Your baby is probably not going to make it".
I arrived at the second hospital and it was chaotic. I was having pelvic exams with 5 doctors looking inside me and trying to determine what was going on. I was still strong though, still hopeful.
Then came the news. My membranes had definitely ruptured and my baby's outlook was not good. I was advised to terminate the pregnancy immediately to avoid possible infection to myself. That's when I lost it. I could still feel Rose kicking and moving around. There was no way I could terminate. The doctors strongly disagreed but understood. My husband and I cried, cried, and cried some more.
I just wanted a minute to think.
The doctors explained to me the odds of the baby being able to stay in my womb for another 4 weeks without infection, the risks of infection, and how even if I did manage to keep this baby inside me until 24 weeks, its lungs would be underdeveloped and probably have brain damage. I told them all to leave me alone. Their negative words were not helping anyone. I thanked them for their advice and told them i'd call them when I needed them.
My husband at this point told me that he could not risk losing me and the baby. He wanted me to terminate. So I threw him out of the room too.
Alone with my laptop finally, I got on the internet. I found this website. I read stories about women who had gone through the same thing. I read about babies that made it. That was all I needed, a little hope. Someone to say, there's a chance things will be ok.
So I decided that I would wait. I was going on bedrest, I was taking antibiotics, and I was going to wait and see. I had to promise my husband that at the first sign of infection, I would terminate. I needed to be alive for my two boys.
So we waited.
Three nights later, I knew something was wrong. I looked at my husband and said i'm sorry, but I think that this baby is coming tonight. I knew in my heart that if my body went into full labor, that was Gods way of saying somethings not right.
So that night I went into labor. I delivered Rose and she was stillborn.
My heart still aches for her. Two months later I still cry for her. I was pregnant one day, and a couple of days later my world was shattered. However I am able to get out of bed in the morning because I know in my heart I did everything possible to try and save her.