It all began with me
finding out I was pregnant on May 25, 2006. It was exactly 1 year to
the day that my grandma had passed away and she was sending me my
special angel. My pregnancy was perfect or so I thought. When I was 12
weeks I began spotting just a little so I called my doctor and they got
me right in for an u/s. When I looked at the screen there was my little
jumping bean just moving all around I couldn't believe it everything
was fine I just had a low lying placenta so the doctor put me on
moderate bed rest basically no lifting, bending, or standing longer
than 45minutes without taking atleast a 15minute break in between and
def. no working because I was a medical assistant. I thought to myself
hey that's fine I will do anything to make sure my baby is safe. After
that my pregnancy went back to normal. On September 1, 2006 we had an
u/s and found out we were having a boy and that everything was perfect
baby was the perfect size for his gestation, no bleeding, and no
problems.
On September 9, 2006 we were at a picnic and I started
having low back pain and pelvic pressure. I just kept thinking oh this
is constipation or gas, hey part of pregnancy. On September 11, 2006
the pains started moving across my lower stomach area and was getting
hard and thats when I knew something was wrong, this is what people
describe as begining of labor so I called my obgyn and they got me
right in for an u/s again. The first look the tech. said everything was
fine then she took another look and noticed a little water under the
baby's head and asked me to empty my bladder I got a little concerned
but not to much. When she took another look with an internal u/s that
is when she told me that I was beginning to thin out and my heart
shattered. I was only 20 weeks I cant be in labor its to soon. The
hospital was only 5 min. away so I rushed to the hospital while the
office called to let them know I was coming in and what was going on.
As soon as I got to the hospital I was transferred to labor and
delivery and they hooked me up to monitors and I was having small
contractions. They hooked me up to mag. sulfate and iv fluid and I
basically had to lay there and wait. The doctor come in a little later
and explained to me that I would have to have an ER cerclage but it
couldnt be placed until my uterus stopped contracting. It wasnt until 2
days later that I was getting ready for surgery and I was just so
anxious to have it over with and to know my baby would be okay. I
remember saying my I love you's to everyone and being wheeled to the
O.R and telling the doctor to take care of my baby. When I woke up the
first thing I asked was how is my baby and the nurse answered the baby
is good, but when my family and the doctor come around the corner I
knew something was wrong. The doctor told me they were unable to do the
surgery because my membranes were bulging and I was dilated to 4cm...at
that point you are unable to have a cerclage done, my heart broke into
a million pieces and I was just thinking, if there is anything you can
do and if I have to choose me or my baby tell me...I will choose my
son, but there was nothing I would just have to wait to deliver my son
who had no chance of surving. About 15min. after I returned to my labor
and delivery room my water ruptured and the water was full of meconium
and I knew it wouldnt be long until my son's heart stopped and I would
deliver him. Little did I know that my son was a fighter he held on for
2 more days. His heart rate kept going up and down up and down he just
wasnt coming out he was gonna fight and it hurt me to know that he was
fighting for something he couldnt have his life and it killed me to
know that as a mother there was nothing I could do to help him. Finally
on September 15, 2006 around 5:00pm I was given meds to speed up my
labor and my precious angel was born sleeping at 7:35pm.
Jaidyn
came into the world weighing just 11.6 ounces and 9 7/8 inches long I
was 20 weeks and 6 days when he was born. I couldn't believe that I had
a son so precious and I couldn't keep him. We kept him in our room for
about 5 1/2 hours before the nurse came to get him. The hardest thing
in my life that I have ever had to do was hand him over to that nurse
knowing I would never hold him or kiss him again.
Jaidyn was
buried on September 21, 2006. Having my son laying right there in front
of me and not being able to hold him just killed me, I felt like I was
in a bad dream and would wake up any minute to hear him cry or to feel
him moving inside my belly, but I wouldn't. I would never get to hear
him cry, watch him take his first breath or any of the firsts.
On
September 29, 2006 I had an appt. to get the results back and come to
find out I had a placental infection and incompetant cervix. The
chromosome test come back and Jaidyn was perfect.


