I have read some other blogs on here and I can't believe how the similarities reign through them. My ordeal happened so little ago, just last week I lost baby Soleil Sophia at 2lbs 3 ozs. She was born still born and I never thought in a million years this would happen to me. I am now 34 and have the age factor creeping up on me and wish I never waited so long to decide I was finally ready to have a baby, and alone for that matter. Me and the boyfriend tried to work things out through the course of the pregnancy but it wasn't to be. I finally moved on my own, started to have a sense of independence and security and hope in raising her as a single mom. But at around 28 weeks the symptoms came crashing in with slight symptoms beforehand I now realize were poking me to wake up and do something. However I kept just pushing them off as normal and so did my doctor.
Actually, when I had the down syndrome/genetics testing done, I was given bad results in having 1 in 10 chance of having a baby with downs. I decided against the amnio and was so mad at my doctor and how she told me everyone gets the test, when I found out, a lot of women don't. Then she kept beating around the bush about the results and US doctors at the hospital were so insensitive, I decided to change my doctor. The new doc helped more with questions, took time, etc. Things were fine for about a month, even got another scan and the new US doctors said everything was progressing nicely, she had normal nucal fold, good nasal bone, good kidney's, arm and leg size good, all the soft markers of downs were not there. They wanted me come back at 32 weeks for another growth scan to just be sure, and this would be the worst day of my life. Around March of this year I started to get the swelling, first in my feet, then my hands, then my face. I went from a size 8 1/2 shoe to a 10. My doc said this was normal, "welcome to motherhood". I eventually called him two more times about the swelling, I ask when is this not normal, Im in pain, my eyes water ever day, I feel like someone could drain me. He said when I feel short of breath or have vision changes call him again. I did a little here and there, but I wasn't paying attention as I was packing boxes to move and busy being a school teacher. Finally I couldn't take the swelling and researched how to change my diet. I also gained 20lbs in March. I reduced my salt drastically and added brown rice to dinner every night. I even lost 3 lbs and my doctor was happy with that. Then came the less fetal movements and the headaches around 30 weeks. First headache felt like sinus' and it was that time of year and I went on an antibiotic. But then it came back as I almost finished the antibiotic for a sinus infection, which I realize now I didn't have. So 32 weeks rolls around and it had been two days since I felt no movement, I had an eerie feeling something was wrong but I thought, I have an US apt in 2 days, I will just wait.
I got a sever headache again, eyes watering so bad, it felt like someone was screwing a bolt behind my eye. THis all happened in the waiting room. Then they take me back and ask if Im ok, Im crying, they take my bp and I tell them crying that I haven't felt her move in 2 days. Then they turn the monitor, take a couple clicks and call in the doctor, my bp was 170/100, and there was no heartbeat. I started screaming no!!!!!! crying profusely, no this can't be happening. This whole time my bp and urine were normal, why did it happen this way, none of the crucial signs popped up until the last minute, it was too late. I was induced for 2 days and delivered her naturally at 2lbs 3 ozs. I held her, so drugged up on mag, epidural, pain meds, I didn't even cry, I almost felt nothing, body and mind so confused I tell you. I just felt her warm body and wanted to take her home. She would never have made it, she had some deformities, something was happening as my body started to give out on me when I started swelling. It was all so confusing, the most nightmarish thing I could of gone through. I felt like I was in my bad dream that I had a week before this happened and realized now how prophetically eerie it was. I also ignored my crazy dreams as a pregnancy symptom, but for someone who studies them sometimes I now realize how scary and prophetic it was and it doesn't help this nightmarish feel, this dream is constantly on my mind. Each day gets harder actually, every morning I wake like," another day in this nightmare, without her". My mom is here being an excellent support, but Im nervous when she leaves, Im here all alone, no one to keep my mind off Soleil. Today I started to pack some of her clothes, I don't even want to get rid of her things, with some hope one day I will get the chance again. I saw my doc yesterday and Im still suffering high bp but now have bp medicine, and the headaches still suck too. But the placenta was analyzed and had problems from the beginning, it never attached right. I just wished I was never given such a long pregnancy, it might have been a little more bearable if it happened earlier, maybe not, no miscarriage is bearable. Thanks for listening, it just helps to write her story, makes it seem like her short life has worth and it brings acknowledgment to her. I really feel for everyone on here that has gone through this pre-e. I am going to make myself way more knowledgeable on the subject and educate others, it really needs a voice, as it is so unknown to most people out there