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Back on July 8th, 20 18 our lives forever changed in more than ways that we could have ever anticipated. It was a HOT Sunday and I had been laboring all day with contractions that were 10- 20 minutes apart but there were a few things to tidy up before we could leave... like a business alignment calls, laundry, shuffling George oh and the handy hospital bag but we were so ready to meet our (what will become our biggest) blessing. Boy or Girl we didn't care we just prayed for healthy and that we would align on a name.
Around 4:30 we called our Doula, Margaret and decided it was time to head to the hospital. On the way to the hospital, we call to tell them that we were on our way up due to first L&D experience and leanings with George and the MN season of construction we didn't want to deliver in a car (little did we know that would have been safer). The oncall Dr didn't agree with our plan and made it known that she wouldn't admit us until I was dilated to a 5. Well we arrived around 5:40pm and I was a "good" 3. So off to the park to walk some more in the 100 degree heat. Contractions increased and I was overheating, so at 6:45pm we headed back into the hospital and I was a 4+, so they admitted me at 7pm.
I arrived to my L&D room and was coldly greeted by a RN that didn't want to help me. 16 months later the wounds are still too deep to talk about her and what was to come. Fast-forward 72 minutes later Molly arrived - falling 3'+ headfirst onto the concrete floor of my L&D room as I was standing (you are wondering where the "cold" RN was - at her computer were she stood for the entire 72 minutes I was under her "care/watch.") Many things happen during these several (long ass) minutes but the highlights are Molly was born in her caulsac and our Doula is forever in our hearts and mind as she not only saved Molly by peeling the membranes and clamping her bellybutton to stop the bleeding but she also saved my life by find the umbilical cord and using her other hand clamped that (i'll save you the details). That nurse still at her computer.
---That was her delivery story ---
Now her BIRTH story -- Our strong, fierce and determined Molly
With her traumatic delivery into this world we went from 4 people in our room to 15-20 people and the kindest NP and NICU Dr. After announcing that we had a girl and she was breathing, they placed her on my chest and that is when we knew. in our hearts that something was different. The NP came over to say "We believe Molly has characteristics that coordinate with DS - her hands and almond shaped eyes but I am here to tell you that she will be your families biggest blessing and I know that because I too have a daughter with DS. This news may be a shock to you but you can have a minute to hold her before we have to take her back for skull CT Scans, EKG, EEG, Ultrasounds..." and he list went on all due to her delivery and what may have happened during those 72 minutes. All we could ask is "is she healthy and what happens if her fall contributed to brain, spinal cord, fractures, etc... we were spiraling on the procedures due to her fall that it didn't matter that she was born with DS that seemed simple compared to the current "what ifs" of that moment.
While in the NICU they did a ECHO and found that she had a PFO/PDA and restricted 3.5mm VSD, which bring us to today and starting a caringbridge site for our friends, family to follow and cheer on our sweet Molly as she gets ready for the next bigger hurdle of her life - open heart surgery to repair her VSD.
I share the above just so everyone understands Mollys backstory and just how tough she is. If I could just have a fraction of her resilience...we pray and believe she will ace this procedure. Now it’s just on us to hold it together. ☺️
With Forever Gratitude, Matt, Christy, George and Molly