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You all know the story of the screening process. Hell.
During the u/s, we chatted with the tech and oohed and aaahed at his little tush and hands. The dr. came in, and the tone changed. Immediately. He began with "There are several types of open neural tube defects." I knew...I knew it. He described spina bifida. Then anencephaly. I knew it.
The nurses were SO nice there. I can't even begin to explain how their hearts were broken for us too. A fetal diagnostic center where they see this all the time, and their hearts are broken for us. The dr. called my dr. and let him know what was going on.
I left knowing that I'd see the OB the next day. When we got there, the OB was heartbroken for us. Remember, he delivered Summer and Emma. He explained that the u/s dr. believed the baby was actively dying, the amnio fluid did not look at all as if it could sustain life. Did we want to carry to term? We wouldn't make it the next two weeks he said. We couldn't at all do that to my girls...they thought there was hope as long as he was in me. My baby was suffering...his heart rate was slowing...He would have to consult the hospital's OB committee since technically this was a "termination of pregnancy". It would take two days to ok the "Procedure".
Twenty minutes later, we were called to the hospital. 24 hours after starting the procedure (every 4 hours meezo?) my water broke, and I stopped feeling his kicks. 24 hours later, he wasn't coming, so the drs. brought in an u/s and found an empty uterus! He slipped out when my water broke, and was lying sideways inside me. Three drs. inserted their fingers, freed him and at 10 after 9, Jonah Michael Schaeffer was born.
They asked me before If I wanted him cleaned up first, and I said yes. Instead, I immediately asked for him...and fell in love. The rest is in pictures. He was baptized, though the Church doesn't believe our stillborn children need to be.
Letting go of him was hard. I let go of Marshall. I turned him over to a nurse. This time was Joe's turn. This time, the nurse took him out of the Moses basket he handed her, and cradled him as she walked out.
That is part of Jonah's story.
my thanks to Claire1979 for the awesome siggy!!
Ethan snuck out on me too. I slept through 99% of his arrival. My sister says that he came out on his own terms when HE was ready. It sounds like Jonah did too. I'm looking forward to the rest of his story.