When my boyfriend and I found out we were pregnant we had a whole bunch of emotions running through us, but we were more excited then anything. Life was good, we found out we were having a boy, we moved into my boyfriends grandma old house, we were so happy. Then at 23 weeks while at work I had a seizure, went to the hospital and they said everything looked okay, but they wanted me to check up with my ob, to see what to do about the seizures.
We got to my ob and the doctor came in with a look on his face where you knew something was wrong. The place where we got a 3D ultrasound called him and told him he thinks our baby has gastroschisis. So sending us straight down to ultrasound, while waiting in the lobby I was trying not to cry and also do as much research on it as I could. Gastroschisis is where the bowels are hanging out of the body. We were devastated, our first baby was not forming as healthy as everyone else. I knew three other girls who were pregnant too, and all their babies were forming healthy. My boyfriend and I went to his car when we found out it was true and cried, not knowing what to do or think.
In and out of the hospital because of seizures and extra appointments because of everything. I got sad and depressed because the other girls babies were healthy and my baby had problems. My boyfriend was strong and helped me through everything. Then 3 weeks before Jay was suppose to be born, the pediatric surgeon who was going to work on Jay quit. So instead of going 2 hours away from home like we planned, we had to go almost 4 hrs away from everything we knew. So we scheduled an appointment for 2 weeks before Jay was suppose to be born to tour the hospital and do everything that needs to be done.
The day before we were suppose to tour the hospital, it was rainy and my boyfriend got into a wreck headed home from work. His car was completely smashed, he hurt his foot really bad and had a traumatic brain injury, and cut up face. Luckily he didn’t stay in the hospital for too long but we couldn’t make the tour. So we called to reschedule and they rescheduled us 2 days before the induction date on September 8.
Boyfriend healed okay, and I still kept having my seizures, the last trimester was a really stressful one always being in and out of hospital and the wreck and making g sure baby boy was okay. Nothing prepared me for his birth though.
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