Hello,Not sure how to exactly start this but here I go...I wanted a baby not
Posted On Saturday, January 09, 2010 by Alison
Not sure how to exactly start this but here I go...I wanted a baby not too long after I got married. After waiting over a year, my husband and I decided to start trying to get pregnant. I started reading several books on "how to conceive quickly" and after charting my temperatures and completing ovulation predictor kits that is exactly what happened..I conceived within 4 months. My husband and I were so excited! I held my breath at every doctor's appointment as, like every Mother, I wanted everything to be perfect. I was born with a cleft lip and a cleft palate, so I knew I would be faced with a slight possibility of my infant being born with the same facial anomaly. I took high dose folic acid and prenatal vitamins for a year prior to even attempting to conceive so I felt I had done everything to hopefully prevent a cleft lip from developing. After a "big ultrasound" around 18 weeks, we were told the fetus has no facial anomalies and everything looks perfect! My personality tends to be very "type A" and being in medicine myself, I know too much and tend to worry. With this pregnancy I told myself to enjoy it and to not worry or read too much on the internet to make me worry. My pregnancy was going great. I did experience pretty bad morning sickness and back pain but after the sickness finally went away and physical therapy helped my back I felt blessed to have such a healthy pregnancy. Doctor appointment after doctor appointment I was told everything looked great.
During my last trimester I did start to have some heartburn. I lived on Pepcid AC and tried to watch what I ate to prevent it. I also started having some protein in my urine but nothing too bad. One day I started noticing that my chest was hurting. It had hurt a few days prior but I took some muinex and it went away. It was a Monday night and I started to feel like bricks were on my chest. I just could not get comfortable. I tried standing, lying down and nothing would relieve my discomfort. I called my OBGYN and he said to go to the ER to rule out a cardiac problem. What? I knew my heart was fine and thought I was just having really bad heartburn. However, what was scaring me is that my Pepcid was not working nor was I having acid reflux as I typically did. I went to the ER and was told I was not in labor (yes..I already knew that!) and that it could be possibly be gallstones. Well, my sister just got her gallbladder out the week before! The regular ER doctor said my OBGYN stated I could go home and have an abdominal ultrasound done the next day. I went home with some pain medication. I was then called a few hours later on the phone and the OBGYN said he was concerned about my liver function test. Hum..I thought..wonder why he is calling me in the middle of the night? I then went back to sleep and about an hour later I went to my delivering hospital as my chest was still hurting. Labs were re-drawn and my platelet count was extremely low and my liver test high. The doctor told me he thought I was developing HELLP Syndrome. Thoughts raced across my mind..I remember reading about HELLP Syndrome in school and I could only remember it was not good and a serious pregnancy condition. I was 36 weeks pregnant. I was not supposed to have an early baby. I was having a normal pregnancy. I was then told because my platelet count was so low I could not have an epidural so I labored naturally for about 4 hours and then decided to have a C-section. The C-section was done under general anesthesia. My dreams of having a vaginal delivery were over. I was a sleep during the delivery and my husband was not allowed in the C-section operating room. Again,I had a normal pregnancy..this was not supposed to be happening to me. I feel I had the most medically management birth experience ever. After having several operations as a child for my facial birth defect, I was looking so forward to being a "normal pregnant patient" I wanted to give birth "normal" like everyone else.
My story ends with a true blessing. My son was born at 36 weeks and was very healthy. He weighed 6 lbs. 5. oz. and is a true survivor. After some rough days in the hospital, I too am healthy. I did experience some post-traumatic stress once I got home. I cried a lot and had mild anxiety attacks in the car at night as it was nighttime when I first went to the ER. I had so many questions of why this happened and was I misdiagnosed in the ER. I never wanted to be that person who over-reacted during pregnancy but now I am so thankful I trusted my instincts and sought help that Monday night. I hope my story provides helpful information and insight to expectant Mothers. One thing about Motherhood I have learned so far is to always trust your instinct and be thankful for every blessing you have. My son is truly the love of my life.
Ethan will be turning 3 at the end of this month (October). The month of October always brings up some scary memories and emotions for me... I never thought I would have a difficult pregnancy or labor. After all...