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First off, it took us 4 losses and 18 months to even conceive Nicholas, so he is my little miracle. We had gotten paperwork to start on international adoption, when I realized that my period was late. On March 17th, I got the call from my reproductive endocrinologist that I was in fact pregnant! Because of my blood clotting issue that caused my losses in the first place, I went in for ultrasounds and appointments every week of my pregnancy. My due date was Thanksgiving Day, but I knew that I would be induced at least 2 weeks before hand, so they could control everything with labor/delivery. I think 2005 felt like the longest year of my life.
On October 21st, I went into L&D with a headache that just wouldn't go away with tylenol, and my BP was a little elevated 145/90. They gave me some IV drugs to make the headache go away, had me sleep in the hospital, and discharged me in the morning. They sent me home with the instructions to rest, and then do a 24 hr urine collection. My mom tried to fly in on the 23rd, she couldn't get on any flights to Hawaii that day. I had an OB appointment on the 24th morning, she said that I had protein in my urine, and needed to get some lab work done, but to just keep resting and try not to stress out, easy for them to say, I was just at 35 weeks that day. The next day my dad called me to tell me my mom was on her way, and would be arriving at the airport at 230. I got my mom at the airport, and at 245, the doctor called and said to come into L&D immediately. We get to my house, pack a few things into a bag and then go to the hospital. My husband was away on the ship, so I had the nurses notify the Red Cross to see if we could get him home.
I get hooked up to an IV, get seen by my OB, who says "looks like we're having a baby today!" I wish it was that easy I was on cytotec all night, then they put me on pitocin in the morning. I was have no contractions. My husband got brought in by small boat that morning, and he was running into the room to see me around 8 am. Still no progress that afternoon (the 25th). Kept pumping me with pitocin, still nothing.
On the 26th, they broke my water in the afternoon, no progress still. At that point, I hadn't eaten or really slept in 3 days. Finally, on the evening of the 27th, they said that the baby was in distress, and my body was giving out, not that I noticed. The funny thing was, the nurse had just given me some grape juice and crackers an hour before they came in to say it was time for the c-section, so then they had to weigh the pros and cons of waiting 6 more hours, they decided not to wait. My little man was born at 750 pm, I think I saw him a total of 2 minutes before they rushed him away to the NICU because his right lung collapsed while he was still in utero. I was so scared. We finally went home 12 days later, and that was definitely the best day of my life.