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Bryce Alan - 17 weeks early
Bryce.Alan2012 - 12:58am May 20, 2012 EST
I woke up on the morning of April 24 around 430am thinking i was having braxton hicks. (which i was told i was having the week before). I got out of bed, got a glass of water and layed back down. I fell asleep for about an hour or so and it suddenly woke me up out of a dead sleep. I got up, started pacing our apartment, didnt help. Took a hot shower, didnt help. By about 9am I realized whatever i was having, was 3-5 minutes apart. I called my OB because I actually had an appointment for a sono that day at 1pm. They told me to go to labor and delivery to get checked out.
I woke my husband up, and we headed to the hospital. Didnt take a hospital bag, pillows...anything. We didnt plan on having a baby that day. We get into triage on the L&D floor and they hook me and baby up to the monitors. Confirm im having contractions, but baby is handling it well. Heartbeat was stable. My husband and I laid in triage for about 20 minutes and I started bawling. I told him he needed to get me a doctor or a nurse now. They were 1.5-2 minutes apart. They rush in, the doctor gets everything ready for a cervix exam. No more than 30 seconds of him checking me, he looks at me and says "honey, your in full labor. your 5cm dialated and theres nothing we can do to stop it at this point. Your going to have a baby today."
I just start bawling. My husband and i suffered a miscarriage last july, so the last thing i wanted was to lose another baby. I was terrified. I felt like i had failed my husband and my baby. They told me if i chose to do it naturally that he wouldnt survive, so the only option i had to try and keep him was a emergency c-section. Obviously I went with that option. Terrified, they rush me to the OR room, my husband sits down next to me and the doctor looks at him and says "im sorry, you cant stay in here with her. I promise we will take care of both of them to the best of our ability. But should the situation occur, should we save your wife, or your son?" heck of a question! He said to save me, i then looked at the doctor and said "no, you save both of us." he shook his head.
I fell asleep. I woke up to my husband rubbing my forehead. and the first words out of my mouth were "baby?" and he smiled with tears in his eyes and said "fine. hes doing fine." and he showed me a picture. A picture of my 1lb 9oz blessing. Perfectly little. Perfectly...perfect. I remember being so terrified to see him. I knew he was little, but i just felt so ill prepared. I didnt feel like I was ready to take care of him. We wheeled up to the NICU and i took a deep breath. I wheeled up to his incubator, opened the little door and put my hand in. He instantly grabbed onto my finger. Silently crying, I felt like i all of a sudden knew exactly what to do. Heres my son, he may be little but hes a mighty little boy and he will have a heck of a fight but he can do it.
In his 1st month of life, he has been off of his ventilator twice and on the cpap, hes had surgery to fix a PDA in his heart, weve had issues with staph infection which are taken care of, o2 issues which are taken care of, hes been able to start feedings and we are able to do k-care. Hes doing everything he needs to do, and im one proud mommy!
We were 1lb 9oz at birth, today we are 1lb 12oz.
At birth we were 12.2 inches long, and today we are 13.2 inches.
I woke up on the morning of April 24 around 430am thinking i was having braxton hicks. (which i was told i was having the week before). I got out of bed, got a glass of water and layed back down. I fell asleep for about an hour or so and it suddenly woke me up out of a dead sleep. I got up, started pacing our apartment, didnt help. Took a hot shower, didnt help. By about 9am I realized whatever i was having, was 3-5 minutes apart. I called my OB because I actually had an appointment for a sono that day at 1pm. They told me to go to labor and delivery to get checked out.
I woke my husband up, and we headed to the hospital. Didnt take a hospital bag, pillows...anything. We didnt plan on having a baby that day. We get into triage on the L&D floor and they hook me and baby up to the monitors. Confirm im having contractions, but baby is handling it well. Heartbeat was stable. My husband and I laid in triage for about 20 minutes and I started bawling. I told him he needed to get me a doctor or a nurse now. They were 1.5-2 minutes apart. They rush in, the doctor gets everything ready for a cervix exam. No more than 30 seconds of him checking me, he looks at me and says "honey, your in full labor. your 5cm dialated and theres nothing we can do to stop it at this point. Your going to have a baby today."
I just start bawling. My husband and i suffered a miscarriage last july, so the last thing i wanted was to lose another baby. I was terrified. I felt like i had failed my husband and my baby. They told me if i chose to do it naturally that he wouldnt survive, so the only option i had to try and keep him was a emergency c-section. Obviously I went with that option. Terrified, they rush me to the OR room, my husband sits down next to me and the doctor looks at him and says "im sorry, you cant stay in here with her. I promise we will take care of both of them to the best of our ability. But should the situation occur, should we save your wife, or your son?" heck of a question! He said to save me, i then looked at the doctor and said "no, you save both of us." he shook his head.
I fell asleep. I woke up to my husband rubbing my forehead. and the first words out of my mouth were "baby?" and he smiled with tears in his eyes and said "fine. hes doing fine." and he showed me a picture. A picture of my 1lb 9oz blessing. Perfectly little. Perfectly...perfect. I remember being so terrified to see him. I knew he was little, but i just felt so ill prepared. I didnt feel like I was ready to take care of him. We wheeled up to the NICU and i took a deep breath. I wheeled up to his incubator, opened the little door and put my hand in. He instantly grabbed onto my finger. Silently crying, I felt like i all of a sudden knew exactly what to do. Heres my son, he may be little but hes a mighty little boy and he will have a heck of a fight but he can do it.
In his 1st month of life, he has been off of his ventilator twice and on the cpap, hes had surgery to fix a PDA in his heart, weve had issues with staph infection which are taken care of, o2 issues which are taken care of, hes been able to start feedings and we are able to do k-care. Hes doing everything he needs to do, and im one proud mommy!
We were 1lb 9oz at birth, today we are 1lb 12oz.
At birth we were 12.2 inches long, and today we are 13.2 inches.
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