Sweet Baby James

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We were overjoyed in March 2015 when we found out that we were expecting again. Our first son, Jacob, had just turned 2 and we had had a very smooth and healthy pregnancy with him. We were expecting the same story with our second pregnancy, but it turned out very different. When I was just 6 weeks along I went to the ER with some bleeding. The doctors found a sub chorionic hematoma behind the placenta. It was rather large and the doctors said it could cause a miscarriage or it could be absorbed without causing any damage. The baby was healthy though. With this news my mind was put somewhat at ease. The bleeding stopped shortly after. 3 weeks later I had another large bleed, which sent me back to the ER. Hematoma was still there, but baby was healthy. The doctors assured me that the clot should reabsorb by 20 weeks if I didn't miscarry before then. The bleeding stopped again, until around 13 weeks. I had a huge bleed and went back to the ER. The ultrasound showed a healthy baby boy, but the clot had almost doubled in size, now measuring at 9cm. They began to tell me the risks of miscarriage, prematurity, etc. But a said there was nothing to do but wait and see, while putting me on pelvic rest. The bleeding stopped, and my doctors seemed convinced that everything was progressing well and I should be okay if we made it to 20 weeks. We did. Then right after 20 weeks I began having a steady blood flow everyday. Similar to a period. At 23 weeks I was given steroids and magnesium to prepare baby for a premature birth. At 23 weeks and 3 days my water broke. I was rushed to the hospital and admitted to hospital bed rest for PPROM. The doctors gave me fluids and antibiotics and we began the long wait to keep him in as long as possible. After a week passed we were very much encouraged that the baby would continue growing and be healthy. But at 24 weeks and 5 days I went into active labor very fast. There was no time to stop the contractions as baby was crowning after only 15 minutes of contractions. My son was born at 3:06 in the morning. NICU staff did all they could, but he was too premature to survive. He lived for 16 hours and 8 minutes. And passed at 7:14 that evening. He weighed 760 grams and was 12 inches long. His name was James Tobias. He was so beautiful and looked just like his big brother. I never thought this would actually happen to us, but for some reason God has chosen to call us down this path. Only He knows why, and we are just trying to make sense of everything that happened.


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  • I am so sorry for your loss. Your son is in a better place now and God does everything for a reason. I hope you and your family are doing well.