Well I'm starting this blog on 7/10 so i should probably go back and give you a brief summary of a couple of days so you won't be lost.
We attended a family reunion for my mom's side of the family the weekend of June 20th. Well that Saturday night i started having really bad pains in my stomach, this continued until Sunday. All my older aunts were telling me and my husband that i was about to have the baby. Being that I was only 8 months I wasn't really agreeing with them. When we got back home I made an appointment b/c i hadn't felt the baby move in over 36 hours. Upon arrival they did an ultrasound to make sure all was well. This is when we discovered that i had low amniotic fluid and that she was measuring 5 weeks behind schedule. I was given a follow up appointment for July 10th to go to a more advanced clinic for a comparison ultrasound and was also asked to come back to my regular Dr on June 30th. Well i went in on June 30th and they found protein in my urine and my blood pressure was higher than normal. The Dr said it looked like i was developing pre-eclampsia so he sent me to the hospital up the road for more testing. During the testing the baby's heartbeat was fine but my blood pressure kept rising. This caused the decision to be made for me to be transported via ambulance to UAB where they had a NICU since when the baby would be born he estimated she'd weigh about 1lb 3 oz. Of course through all this my family and I were in intense prayer. I wasn't nervous because i knew God was in control and hadn't brought me this far to just leave me now. Upon arrival at UAB i was put in the labor and delivery room and given an ultrasound. The results were good she had grown since the last June ultrasound and was now measuring around 27 1/2 weeks and weighing 2 pounds. Well due to my high blood pressure and diagnosis of pre-e they decided to go ahead and induce me. Little did i know that meant no more food until the baby came. OMG i hadn't eaten much that day~Well they started me on pitocin as well as gave me an epidural (i was shocked since i hadn't even dilated 1/2 a cm) so that i would be all hooked up in case an emergency c-section had to take place. This was my worst fear; however by day 3 (yes day 3) of labor i didn't care if the chef had to come cut me open i was restless, irritated, hungry and in pain (or as they said feeling pressure). So July 3rd rolls around and i know something is about to happen b/c i just feel different. however i was so tired i tried to play it off, i asked for something to put me to sleep and right after they gave it to me i felt like i needed to go to the bathroom aka the baby was coming. I remember the Dr coming in and i asked her to just knock me out from the waist down b/c the "pressure" was getting to be so much i felt like i was going to faint. She informed me that it was time to push and immediately my room filled with over 30 people. Dr's and nurses for me, pediatricians for the baby as well as specialists due to her small size. My mom, dad and husband Rudolph were also there. All i remember from here is pushing 2 times, someone saying here look at your baby and Rudy saying i did good and sounding so excited. After the 2nd push the meds i has previously asked for had started to work and i immediately blacked out and went to sleep. While sleep i felt them pushing my stomach saying something about a placenta, cleansing (or as i say scalding) me with hot water and soap and that's all. When i woke up i apologized to the nurses b/c my mom told me i was just going off on everyone. I looked at the clock and it was like 2pm or something. My daughter was born at 10:04am... after being fed i was wheeled down to see her and i remember thinking OMG she is so small and so cute. i now knew what every mother on every baby show i watched meant when they said you just somehow love them so much and it's not explainable.
We attended a family reunion for my mom's side of the family the weekend of June 20th. Well that Saturday night i started having really bad pains in my stomach, this continued until Sunday. All my older aunts were telling me and my husband that i was about to have the baby. Being that I was only 8 months I wasn't really agreeing with them. When we got back home I made an appointment b/c i hadn't felt the baby move in over 36 hours. Upon arrival they did an ultrasound to make sure all was well. This is when we discovered that i had low amniotic fluid and that she was measuring 5 weeks behind schedule. I was given a follow up appointment for July 10th to go to a more advanced clinic for a comparison ultrasound and was also asked to come back to my regular Dr on June 30th. Well i went in on June 30th and they found protein in my urine and my blood pressure was higher than normal. The Dr said it looked like i was developing pre-eclampsia so he sent me to the hospital up the road for more testing. During the testing the baby's heartbeat was fine but my blood pressure kept rising. This caused the decision to be made for me to be transported via ambulance to UAB where they had a NICU since when the baby would be born he estimated she'd weigh about 1lb 3 oz. Of course through all this my family and I were in intense prayer. I wasn't nervous because i knew God was in control and hadn't brought me this far to just leave me now. Upon arrival at UAB i was put in the labor and delivery room and given an ultrasound. The results were good she had grown since the last June ultrasound and was now measuring around 27 1/2 weeks and weighing 2 pounds. Well due to my high blood pressure and diagnosis of pre-e they decided to go ahead and induce me. Little did i know that meant no more food until the baby came. OMG i hadn't eaten much that day~Well they started me on pitocin as well as gave me an epidural (i was shocked since i hadn't even dilated 1/2 a cm) so that i would be all hooked up in case an emergency c-section had to take place. This was my worst fear; however by day 3 (yes day 3) of labor i didn't care if the chef had to come cut me open i was restless, irritated, hungry and in pain (or as they said feeling pressure). So July 3rd rolls around and i know something is about to happen b/c i just feel different. however i was so tired i tried to play it off, i asked for something to put me to sleep and right after they gave it to me i felt like i needed to go to the bathroom aka the baby was coming. I remember the Dr coming in and i asked her to just knock me out from the waist down b/c the "pressure" was getting to be so much i felt like i was going to faint. She informed me that it was time to push and immediately my room filled with over 30 people. Dr's and nurses for me, pediatricians for the baby as well as specialists due to her small size. My mom, dad and husband Rudolph were also there. All i remember from here is pushing 2 times, someone saying here look at your baby and Rudy saying i did good and sounding so excited. After the 2nd push the meds i has previously asked for had started to work and i immediately blacked out and went to sleep. While sleep i felt them pushing my stomach saying something about a placenta, cleansing (or as i say scalding) me with hot water and soap and that's all. When i woke up i apologized to the nurses b/c my mom told me i was just going off on everyone. I looked at the clock and it was like 2pm or something. My daughter was born at 10:04am... after being fed i was wheeled down to see her and i remember thinking OMG she is so small and so cute. i now knew what every mother on every baby show i watched meant when they said you just somehow love them so much and it's not explainable.
So now that we're up to speed:
Amaya' Denetta Reid
2lbs 1 oz 14.5 inches long
July 3rd, 2008 10:04am
1 comment:
Hey Katesha! I just saw the link to your blog on Facebook. I just started a blog a few weeks ago so I'm always noticing other people's now! :-) What an amazing story about Amaya's birth. You are a strong woman for going through all that!! I'm glad you and Amaya' are both doing better! Congrats to you and Rudy! I know you'll be so glad when she comes home!
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