I feel it is only fitting that my last entry from the Overland Park Regional Medical Center, be the first one. The words that began the Team Hudson Page. I will be far too busy to post tomorrow, as there is much to do before, during, and after we walk out those doors. :) On Saturday morning at 5am, 22 weeks pregnant, I awoke with contractions. Stan rushed me to Overland Park Medical Center in Kansas City. It is 1 hour 30 minutes away, but is the best in high risk pregnancies and has one of the best NICUs in the country. It is also where my doctors and specialists are located. Upon arrival, they rushed me to labor and delivery. The Parinatologist then discovered there was no cardiac function in Hunter Baby A. The Lord had taken him home and I was in labor.They admitted me into the hospital, and began bringing Stan & I handouts with numbers and statistics. So many numbers. Numbers that gave us nothing but news that went from bad to worse for Hudson Baby B. Throughout the day, the contractions remained uneven and irregular. It had seemed as though hope was coming back as we prepared for sleep at 8pm Saturday night. We had made it 12 hours, and it seemed like a good sign. After a long, emotional day, they offered me an Ambien to help me fall asleep. Stan & I discussed it, and we decided it would be best. I fell immediately to sleep. Around midnight, I woke to an extremely strong and painful contraction. As it passed, I decided maybe it was just my worry and the Ambien making it worse in my head. I felt like I was still half asleep, after all. Maybe it was exaggerated by a dream. I went promptly back to sleep. At 2am, my nurse came in to do routine vitals and take my temperature. I told her I felt I needed to go to the restroom. She helped me sit up, unplugged all my cords, then she walked out of the room for 10 seconds. Just then Baby Hunter fell out. No warning, no pushing, just came into this world like he was on a mission. My room was flooded with the best of the best trauma doctors and nurses and OB doctors and nurses. They cleaned him and me up, but decided to leave his placenta inside to help keep Baby Hudson from quickly following his brother into this world too soon. It was a Hail Mary call by the doctors, but they were determined to do all they could. It usually comes out in 4 hours, lets pray it doesnt. We will just have to wait and see, the trauma OB doctor said. Baby Hunter was wrapped in a blanket, and I was offered to hold him. As they brought him to me, my heart sank. He is perfect, was all I could say. Perfect nose, ears, eyes, and lips. As I pulled the blanket back, he had the longest fingers and toes (a family trait). I held his tiny hand, kissed his head, and cried. It took a moment for me to even realize that Stan was next to me doing the exact same thing. Hes much bigger than I expected. He fills both our hands, he said broken. We told our baby how proud of him we were for fighting for so long, and how much he is and always will be loved by his big brothers and us. The hospital staff let us take all the time we needed. As we said, Goodbye to Baby Hunter, our focus was turned back to Baby Hudson. The contractions stopped immediately after Baby Hunter was born. There was no more pain. They checked Hudsons fluid level and, amazingly, his sack had not been disturbed. Baby Hunters placenta was blocking the cervical opening and, for now, Baby Hudson was safe. Four hours passed, then another four. The placenta stayed right in place. After deciding it was most likely going to stay there, the doctors made another decision. I was given minor surgery that afternoon to stitch up the placenta in hopes it would help keep it from getting infected. It went well. 36 hours after Baby Hunter was born, there have still been no contractions or complications. The biggest worry is infection, but I have shown no signs of that. For weeks and weeks we have prayed for a miracle, and after losing Baby Hunter we were unsure if we were going to get one. 36 hours after the birth of Baby Hunter, it seems to everyone here, (doctors, nurses, specialists, and his proud parents) that the miracle has come in the form of what Baby Hunter left behind. His placenta (the shield protecting his brother) and his brother..... There is still a long, uncertain road ahead of us here in the hospital. Then, God willing, a long road in the NICU after that. However, there would be no road and no hope without the miracle of Baby Hunter. Mommy & daddy love & miss you very much, Hunter. You are always going to be our little hero. Rest in Peace my sweet little Son
Posted on: Mon, 06 Oct 2014 09:40:11 +0000
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