A Pregnancy Story for Mothers Around the World

Since i was about 17 years old. I dreamed of being a mother. 17 is a young age and i knew i wasn’t ready to become a mom. But when i ended up pregnant I had no choice but to want the baby. Apparently god knew otherwise because only 6 weeks into my pregnancy i had a miscarriage. I was upset but realized it wasn’t my time. So after that i went to the doctor and started birth control. Well that dint go so well because i had to many problems with the birth control so i stopped taking it. So here i am 1 year and 6 month after my first miscarriage pregnant again. This time i was excited. I had a good job and could support my baby. I thought i would be a great mother. Well 12 weeks into this pregnancy i started having the same problems over again. I had another miscarriage and this time i had to stay in the hospital because i was hemorrhaging. I lost like ten pounds in less than 24 hours because i lost so much blood. After this my mom told me i should just have my tubs tied because it would be a miracle for me to have a baby. I had a heart shaped uterus and it was difficult for me to carry a child. I didn’t have my tubs tied and i wasn’t going to give up. I tried different types of birth control to keep from getting pregnant again because i didn’t think my body was ready. It had been through enough. As time went on i met a guy and we ended up getting married. So it was 3 years and i wanted to try to have a baby again. I did get pregnant and my husband and i were so excited. Everything was going great and as we planned. Then i started passing fairly large blood clots. I was horrified. I didn’t want to go through this again. They always say the third times a charm but unfortunately for me it wasn’t. At 18 weeks i was in the hospital and they couldn’t find a heartbeat so i was going to have to deliver my baby. He wasn’t alive anymore. I was induced for 3 days and never dilated. So on Friday my doctor sent me to another hospital where i had a DNE done.(which is where they scrape the uterus walls and pull the baby out) Come to find out i was having a boy. My husband and i still named him Shane Allen and he has his own special day of January 14. At this point i was ready to give up. I didn’t want to go through anymore pain. I was only 20 and did not think i could handle anymore. Well i was wrong 5 months after losing Shane i was once again pregnant. This time was different for me. I was bound and determined to prove everyone wrong. Because when i found out my parents weren’t happy. They were scared. I’m their only daughter and they were afraid this baby was going to kill me. I did not plan this or any of my pregnancies except Shane’s. So for the first 4 months i relied merely on friends to help me when i was in need. Eventually my mom came around and started to get excited. So at about 20 weeks my doctor noticed that something wasn’t right and i got really scared. So he sent me to OSU for more in depth ultrasounds. There they found that my uterus was opening from the inside out. So the gave me a cerclage.( Its like 2 rubber bands holding the uterus together) After that i was on strict bed rest for the rest of my pregnancy. I used a wheelchair to get around,wasn’t allowed to climb stairs,wasn’t even supposed to be off the couch except to go to the bathroom. All was well until 32 weeks.I woke up in the morning crying because i hurt and there was a puddle underneath my. I thought my water broke but it was 2 soon. So i found my phone and called my husband. He found shift coverage and called my sister in law to take me to the ER. Once there i was hooked up to the monitors to watch my baby’s heartbeat and to monitor my contractions. After spending the day doing that Grady was afraid of abruption so once again i was taken to OSU. When i got to OSU they Gave me an epidural to ease my pain. I spent the night and in the morning of December 8Th they came in my room and told me we had to deliver the baby. The took out my cerclage and broke my water now it was waiting time. At 2:30 i woke up from my nap because something didn’t feel right. My husband(at the time) went to go get the doctor and she came in to examine me. The baby drooped and it was finally time to do what i waited for, for 3 years. Have a baby. Three pushes later my baby girl was born.3 lbs and 141..2 inches long. Because she was premature i did not get to hold her until the got her settled in the neonatal intensive care unit. All the placenta did not come out so i had to have a DNC done. When i was able to be moved from bed i got to hold Madison Star. On December 10Th one of my doctors came in my room to tell me the were discharging me. He said”I think we got all the placenta out but you might have to come back and have your uterus removed”.Then 1 hour later i was sent home. Dec 10Th was the day of my baby shower as well. So after my baby shower and everyone went home i was tired. I went to bed only to be woken up at 4a.m in tears once again. My stomach hurt really bad. I didn’t know what to do so i called my best friend Lisa and she came over to take me back to the ER. The placenta that was left inside me gave me a deathly infection. I had a temperature of 105 degrees. Grady didn’t have what was needed so they had to life flight me to OSU. I was terrified so they had to give me something to calm my nerves. Whatever it was made me sleepy and i woke up a week and a half later not being able to sit myself up, talk,walk,write,or even eat. I had a staples with a big scar from my belly button down. I didn’t know what happened. After i was awake enough to know what was going on my doctors told me i was in a drug induced comma. They had to do a partial hysterectomy. I cried and cried. Thank God that i had 1 child. I spent a whole month in the hospital. my daughter was still in the NICU(neonatal intensive care unit) so i got to see her whenever i was better. I was sent home December 28Th. Madison finally got to come home January 8Th. Madison is my miracle. She’s as healthy as a normal baby. I thing God For small favors.