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Brigette’s Story

This story was submitted by Brigette, one of our readers.

This was my second pregnancy; my daughter who is 9 was easy.  No complications at all and she was even a week late!  My son, Carter, was opposite in every way.

I was due October 18th, 2010, a few days after our 1 year wedding anniversary.  My husband and I were excited because this was going to be our first child together, we didn’t want to find out what we were having, we figured that there isn’t enough surprises as adults so we were anxiously waiting until the birth of our baby to see if it was a boy or a girl.

I had some complications early on, some bleeding about 4 months into my pregnancy which I ended up being diagnosed with placenta previa.  I was told no heavy lifting and to just relax and this usually corrects itself before giving birth.  I was going to the doctor regularly but then was also going to another hospital, Fairview, to see a specialist to monitor the previa.  We would go every 3 weeks to get an ultrasound to see it the previa moved up.  It wasn’t until the last week in June we were told that it was all clear.  We were excited as the doctor told me, after 9 weeks, I could resume life as a normal woman who was 25 weeks.

That was a Thursday, the following Sunday I woke up in the morning with my pajama bottoms soaked.  I immediately called the doctor who asked my husband and I to come in to labor and delivery at Southwest General, where I planned to deliver my baby.  Once I got there I explained what had happened and how I thought my water was leaking.  The doctor on call came in and checked me out and ran some tests and assured me that what I was feeling was just discharge and was I sure that maybe I hadn’t wet myself overnight?  I then assured the doctor that I had not wet my pants while I was sleeping and after that my husband and I were on our way home.  I should have called back the next day or asked to see someone else because in the 10 min drive home from the hospital my pants were soaked and I knew something was not right.  Halfway thru the week I started to feel some small cramping but nothing that was painful, it was more discomfort.  I called the next morning to explain what was happening and I told the nurse about how I had come in 5 days earlier because I thought my water was leaking and once again she had me come in immediately to labor and delivery at Southwest Hospital.  My husband happened to be out golfing that day so I drove over by myself to get checked out.  Once I arrived they had me dress in a hospital gown and get into a bed where they could monitor the baby’s heart beat and do the tests again to see if I was in fact leaking amniotic fluid.  I WAS, all my water had leaked out over the past week and I was only 25 weeks 2 days, I began to panic, I was alone and all the doctors were talking about how my baby could be ok, he was in the correct position so at this point they were not concerned with any crushing of the umbilical cord. I had one shot of steroids to help my baby with lung growth and would receive one again the next day.   I was frantically calling my husband trying to tell him what was going on and that they were going to move me over to Fairview Hospital by ambulance.

Once I arrived I had to do some ultra sounds and was told that basically I was not leaving the hospital until I had my baby.  They were going to try to keep him in as long as they could without harming me or the baby.  His heart rate was strong so we eventually were able to calm down and wrap our heads around what was actually going on.  You get all this information when you are going thru something like this but I found it almost impossible to register it all.

3 days after I was admitted I ended up passing a kidney stone which was very painful, I had no idea!  2 days after that my placenta erupted and I was bleeding pretty bad.  I was in the OR within 12 minutes, emergency C-section and my husband could not come in because they had to put me completely under, it was all very scary.  About 15 minutes later my son, Carter Joseph was born weighing in at 1lb 10oz, a micro preemie.  I didn’t get to meet him until the next morning, and when I did, he was beautiful to me.  His eyes were still fused shut and he was all limbs but I loved him just the same.  Carter ended up staying in the NICU for 89 days and finally came home just 2 days after his original due date. We were equipped with oxygen tanks, apnea monitors and pulse ox monitors and lots of instructions.  Now, 9 months later we finally just got the call from the doctor that he can be oxygen free and monitor free.  He is our little miracle baby and we are amazed by him every day.

 

Afton Mower About Afton Mower

After Mower (UT) lost her firstborn son at 21 weeks.  Her daughter was born a year and a half later at 27 weeks.  The NICU was overwhelming and isolating and it was through those two experiences she was led to found this social hub for parents to find the support they needed. Afton also gave birth to another daughter, born two days overdue after four months of strict bedrest. She believes it is a tender experience to hold a special baby in your arms when his spirit returns to his heavenly home, a miracle to watch tiny babies survive the risks of prematurity and a blessing to hold a healthy full-term baby after months of difficulty and sacrifices.

Comments

  1. Amazing story!! I have a 24 weeker and they never cease to amaze me!!!! So glad Carter is doing so well!! (I love the name Carter!!!)) Congrats!!!

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