Janeice
12-02-2006, 08:51 PM
Duane and I have been together for over 3 years, in that time, we have discussed the possibility of having a child together. In the past I have had approximatly 3 unconfirmed miscarriages within the first month. On May 17, 2006 we recieved our first positive pregnancy test. We were excited but at the same time, knowing my bodys unstablity, we did not want to get our hopes up. We did not want to explain another miscarriage so we decided to keep the pregnancy on the low down until we got through what we thought was the danger zone, the first 3 months. We started to let the cat out of the bag slowly around 2 months. During this time I was a home health care worker and Duane worked over the road. Knowing that when the baby comes, I wont be able to truck again, we decided that I would go back over the road with him until the baby is born. My last week working HHC, I started to have these tight feelings in my stomach, ( little did I know at the time they were contractions). In my fourth month I hopped back into the truck.
About 2-3 weeks into it, I went for a brisk walk around a mall neer Sacramento, CA; and the next morning I woke up to what appeared to be a light period. I called my doctors office back home and they advised me to go to the ER. At the ER, they did and ultrasound, vag exam, and gave me a long over due needed shot of Rhogam. They told me everything was fine, baby looked good, and if I should bleed more, then I needed to lay down. About 3 days later I suspected that I was leaking amniotic fluid, so up in Mt. Vernon, WA I went to the maternity ward, they hooked me up to the monitors and found nothing, once again. At this point I start thinking, 'geese, am I just blowing things out of porportion, I really feel like something is terribly wrong.' I am still having these mild contractions too at this point. At 5 months along we finally made it home in time to go to my 20 week check up and ultrasound. Contractions are starting to get harder, and a little discomfort by this point, the bleeding has not stopped, but hasn't gotten worse either. Again, the U/S tech says, baby looks good, strong heart beat, good amniotic fluid. I go into the Doctors office, she checks me and says that I have a soft cervix. ('what does that really mean anyway?') She tells me that I am not allowed to ride on the Harley or 4-wheeler, becasue I may fall and detatch the placenta from the uteris, just take it easy and rest when you can. That was Friday, September 1st.
On Sunday we had Duane's grandkids over to play, and at the end of the day I sat down to rest and all my fears and suspicions have just become a reality, my water broke. I told Duane we needed to go to the hospital now. On the ride, I contacted the on call doctor, DR. Sebastian, explaining the situation, he advises me to still go to St. Lukes Hospital, because they baby is too little to survive. St. Mary's neonatal unit will not be able to keep baby alive. He tells me it is likely you will have this baby by morning. Theres a slim to none chance to hold off labor once the water has broke. They doped me up on Morphine to help with the pain and to make me sleep, absolute bed rest, cant even get up to go to bathroom, had to use a bedside commode.
The next morning I felt as if I had to have a BM, so I did, and while I was cleaning my self up I felt the umbilical cord hanging out. Baby is still moving and kicking at this point. Called in the doctors and they enduced me with petosin to speed up labor, because I was dialated to 3. I prayed for the rest of the duration of the labor, "God please don't let him suffer, please give me all his pain, this is not his fault, my body gave up on him, he was still so healthy and strong." Dr. told me that labor would not get that bad beacause I only had to dialate to 5 to deliver. WRONG. Worse labor ever going through towards the end, I felt baby's last kick, then that is when the pain got bad, I even had to have an intrathecal, and an epadural. At 12:44 pm I pushed and out he came. So fast that he even slipped past the doctors hand.(still on the bed, not the floor) He put one hand on his little heart and said there is no heart beat, my poor little boy was purple from his right shoulder to the top of his head. He was stuck, and died in the birth canal. It is my belief that he pinched off his umbilical cord, therefore similar to dying in your sleep. I thanked God that I didn't have to watch my baby die, the Lord took him from the comforts of my belly to the comforts of His arms. We were in such shock that we told the hospital to dispose of his body at their will, we werent even going to name him. I went off to have the D & C and when I came back, we decided to name him. I asked the nurses for a book of names, because the names we had picked out, no longer seemed appropriate. I searched and found "small, but strong" and next to it was the name Renny. So appreciative of the kindness, and the expertise of the doctor, his middle name became Sebastian.(this also means Majestic Male).
Upset that I have to say goodbye, and I didn't want to let go yet, we decided to creamate our baby and keep his remains, this was my way of being able to hold on a little longer, however long "longer" will be.
Renny Sebastian Olson 11.6 ounces 10.5 inches long spitting image of his daddy.
About 2-3 weeks into it, I went for a brisk walk around a mall neer Sacramento, CA; and the next morning I woke up to what appeared to be a light period. I called my doctors office back home and they advised me to go to the ER. At the ER, they did and ultrasound, vag exam, and gave me a long over due needed shot of Rhogam. They told me everything was fine, baby looked good, and if I should bleed more, then I needed to lay down. About 3 days later I suspected that I was leaking amniotic fluid, so up in Mt. Vernon, WA I went to the maternity ward, they hooked me up to the monitors and found nothing, once again. At this point I start thinking, 'geese, am I just blowing things out of porportion, I really feel like something is terribly wrong.' I am still having these mild contractions too at this point. At 5 months along we finally made it home in time to go to my 20 week check up and ultrasound. Contractions are starting to get harder, and a little discomfort by this point, the bleeding has not stopped, but hasn't gotten worse either. Again, the U/S tech says, baby looks good, strong heart beat, good amniotic fluid. I go into the Doctors office, she checks me and says that I have a soft cervix. ('what does that really mean anyway?') She tells me that I am not allowed to ride on the Harley or 4-wheeler, becasue I may fall and detatch the placenta from the uteris, just take it easy and rest when you can. That was Friday, September 1st.
On Sunday we had Duane's grandkids over to play, and at the end of the day I sat down to rest and all my fears and suspicions have just become a reality, my water broke. I told Duane we needed to go to the hospital now. On the ride, I contacted the on call doctor, DR. Sebastian, explaining the situation, he advises me to still go to St. Lukes Hospital, because they baby is too little to survive. St. Mary's neonatal unit will not be able to keep baby alive. He tells me it is likely you will have this baby by morning. Theres a slim to none chance to hold off labor once the water has broke. They doped me up on Morphine to help with the pain and to make me sleep, absolute bed rest, cant even get up to go to bathroom, had to use a bedside commode.
The next morning I felt as if I had to have a BM, so I did, and while I was cleaning my self up I felt the umbilical cord hanging out. Baby is still moving and kicking at this point. Called in the doctors and they enduced me with petosin to speed up labor, because I was dialated to 3. I prayed for the rest of the duration of the labor, "God please don't let him suffer, please give me all his pain, this is not his fault, my body gave up on him, he was still so healthy and strong." Dr. told me that labor would not get that bad beacause I only had to dialate to 5 to deliver. WRONG. Worse labor ever going through towards the end, I felt baby's last kick, then that is when the pain got bad, I even had to have an intrathecal, and an epadural. At 12:44 pm I pushed and out he came. So fast that he even slipped past the doctors hand.(still on the bed, not the floor) He put one hand on his little heart and said there is no heart beat, my poor little boy was purple from his right shoulder to the top of his head. He was stuck, and died in the birth canal. It is my belief that he pinched off his umbilical cord, therefore similar to dying in your sleep. I thanked God that I didn't have to watch my baby die, the Lord took him from the comforts of my belly to the comforts of His arms. We were in such shock that we told the hospital to dispose of his body at their will, we werent even going to name him. I went off to have the D & C and when I came back, we decided to name him. I asked the nurses for a book of names, because the names we had picked out, no longer seemed appropriate. I searched and found "small, but strong" and next to it was the name Renny. So appreciative of the kindness, and the expertise of the doctor, his middle name became Sebastian.(this also means Majestic Male).
Upset that I have to say goodbye, and I didn't want to let go yet, we decided to creamate our baby and keep his remains, this was my way of being able to hold on a little longer, however long "longer" will be.
Renny Sebastian Olson 11.6 ounces 10.5 inches long spitting image of his daddy.