On March 8, 2009, we found out we were expecting a new arrival in our house. From a wacky start to this pregnancy to an exciting new birth, things have been anything but normal...
In between January 1st and February 28th, my mom had taken a dozen home pregnancy tests and had gone to the doctor twice to find out if she was pregnant. Everything was coming back negative, but her body was acting like it was pregnant. Finally, on March 8, 2009, I let my presence be known and the home pregnancy test showed positive. Mom, Dad and my big brother, Brandon were so excited.
Mom & Dad went to the doctor and it was confirmed that, yes in deed, I was growing in Mom's belly and on my way to becoming a real, live boy! (I'm glad they didn't decide to name me Pinnochio). The doctors were trying to tell Moms and Pops that I was 9 weeks along, but when they did the ultrasound, they couldn't find ANYTHING. You see, I had tricked them. When they thought I was 9 weeks, I was really only 9 DAYS! Mom and Dad went back for ultrasound after ultrasound, trying to see me and find out just what was going on. They had some scares of bleeding in the beginning and the talk of miscarriage which really had them worried, but in due time they were able to see my little heartbeat on the screen. It was love at first sight!
From there on out, I decided to let my personality be known and kept Mom pretty sick. I also decided that I liked being active and was moving around really early and playing with my big brother. He would poke Mom's tummy and I would for sure poke him back. I wasn't going to let him get away with that!
When my mom was 19 weeks pregnant with me, her, Dad and Brandon went in for an ultrasound and found out I was a boy. Mom didn't want to know, but finally caved in and let Dad and Brandon find out. I made sure I flashed them nice and good so they could tell I was all man! At that same ultrasound, they found out that Mom has what's called placenta previa. This is where the cervix is blocked by the placenta. In otherwords, I had no way out unless the doctors did a c-section.
There was a chance that the placenta could move, but in follow-up ultrasounds, the placenta remained covering the cervix. The doctor had explained the complications of this condition to Mom and Dad, and while they didn't like it, they were prepared for what was to come.
On Sunday, October 4th, at 33 weeks, 2 days preggers, after snuggling in bed with Dad, Brandon and our dog, Tanner, watching Ground Hog Day, Mom started to bleed. We went and dropped Brandon off at Grandma Barb's and Grandpa Steve's and Dad took Mom to the hospital. Neither one of them thought the stay would be long. Little did they know, I was going to be born a short 5 days later.
The bleeding was stopped, but Mom continued to have contractions, so the doctors wanted her on bedrest in the hospital and not at home. At first this was going to be for three weeks - Mom was NOT looking forward to that, but knew she had to do what she needed to do to keep me healthy and safe. On Tuesday, October 6th, the doctors did an amniosentesis (sp?) to check my lung development. I couldn't help but give the dr. a hard time and get my butt in the way so she had issues getting the sample. She passed me anyway, and my lungs are considered mature.
The doctors talked and decided that they were going to do a c-section on the morning of Friday, October 9, 2009. They weighed out the risks and benefits and also talked to Mom and Dad about the decision.
It was made, I was to make my grand entrance into the world at 8:00am on Friday, October 9, 2009. Here is where my story in the world begins....