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My First Little Miracle
I don't believe anyone would ever expect events like these to happen, but they do for a reason; Because we are strong and capable to handle it, and get rewarded beautifully in the end. Well, here's my story....
My obstacles... Short read of my life before.
Never did I believe I could get pregnant, I was told that I would be unable to at the young age of 16, bare with me, even as a young gal; You don't want to hear such a thing. I dreamed of having a big family, always have. I took the news terribly but after a long while, I tried my hardest to not be down in the dumps about it.
But as the years passed, my 18th birthday came, and that summer of 2010; I met such an amazing guy, Henry. He saved me from a lot more than I am willing to put into this story, but that wouldn't get me to the point as fast as I believe it should. I was so comfortable, something I had never felt before, I was truly in love and I knew it was real. He understood me, I told him I wasn't capable of having children, or so I've been told but he told me that he'd be with me no matter what; He made me happy. Later on in our relationship, he told me he didn't care what the Doctor had told me, for us to try anyways, I was truly doubtful but I did not reject his suggestion. Our first attempt, I was surprised to have conceived after my weird behavior and odd cravings.... but as quickly as the happiness came, it seemed even faster as it went; I unfortunately had a miscarriage. Me and Henry couldn't bare it, it took a deep toll on us..we told no one. Yet, he still didn't want to give up, he told me, we will try again and one day it may happen. I however, became so discouraged, deep down inside, I just didn't want to anymore...
Months passed, came the summer of 2011, around the beginning of August, my fiance surprised me with a little Pug puppy!! Now that truly lifted my spirits, after all I love animals. We named him Frank and my fiance told me, he's our son now. I was so happy and come to it, I started to have weird feelings again... it wasn't until October of that year that I decided to try a pregnancy test, and to my surprise once more, it came out positive. I burst into tears and yelled for Henry, telling him the news. I was still so afraid of what had happened before but I couldn't let that hold me back. We both believe, it was the love of our puppy that relieved me so much that made me able to conceive. It was also that November, that I turned 20 years old and I was happy to say, I already had my gift growing inside me.
On to the pregnancy...
At first, it was going all so well and it was great. I was doing well and so was the baby. I was at first so anxious to find out the gender, which we did when we went to the sonogram when I was 20 weeks along, a boy!!! We were so excited, I always wanted a boy as my first born, a dream since I could remember had come true.
The days went by, but then all of a sudden after my 24th week of pregnancy I started feeling dizzy and such. See, I was working overnight at the time, which caused concern for many but I needed to work, because I, like many others, need money. Once I went to my Doctor appt., I was diagnosed with high blood pressure, but it wasn't extremely bad at first; So she put me on weekly appts. to be able to keep track of it. It wasn't until between weeks 29-31 that my blood pressure had escalated into a rate of 145/95, and that my urine test came back with high protein. I became upset to be honest, because I had been sent to the hospital and they kept me there for just a day. That's when I started to get stubborn. I went to my doctor appt once again towards the end of my 31 week gestational... I had again given her a urine test and she took my blood pressure...everything seemed normal.. she let me go home but then once I arrived home, she told me to go the hospital... I was so upset at that point that...I pretty much ignored it... Which of course was a stupid move. But I told myself, my sonogram is in a few days, I'll wait until then...
Once that day arrived, the Doctor there came in and told me that my baby wasn't growing at the rate he had been before, that he was only 3 lbs inside of my womb. Now that right there, scared me... Not to mention, they took my blood pressure there, and it was at 151/93... So they called my Doctor and ordered me to the Hospital's Labor and Delivery immediately...
There I spent a few days, I was diagnosed with preeclampsia.. The doctor told me if my blood pressure kept going up, I was at high risk in having a stroke or seizure. The highest it had been was 169/101.. And that's when the Doctor gave me the choice of either being induced or having a c-section. I asked her, was there a reason I had preeclampsia..she told me that they really don't know why it happens, but it does and they are always trying to find ways to calm it.
On April 21st, 2012... I was at 32.3 weeks gestational.. I had a bad feeling, I was extremely dizzy and had black spots in my vision, also I kept throwing up and getting massive nose bleeds. I called the nurse in, I told her and she went to go get the Doctor on the phone. That's when I called my mother, I told her what she thinks would be best and she suggested I go through with a c-section because she was in fear that if I got induced and I became stressed, my blood pressure would spin out of control. So I agreed and told the nurse about my decision... a few minutes later a lot of people started rushing into the room I was in, pretty frightening to be honest.. The nurse who had been caring for me that day came to the side of my bed and told me "How does in 15 minutes sound?"... I was in awe, but I responded with "sounds great." Even though I was scared..
They took me into the cold bright white room, put me on the table, told me to sit up and gave me the epidural, as they finished that up, they laid me back down onto the table, beginning the process of the c-section. The put the sheet up and I just kept thinking, where is Henry? That's when he walked in, I cried once I saw him. And even though it felt like forever, we heard them say "He's out" but heard nothing, then a few seconds later, I heard my baby cry for the first time even though I was dazed. They brought him up to us for a quick few seconds, I saw him, with his eyes wide open wrapped in a blanket (it was a blur) but after that they rushed him to the NICU. I wanted to see him more and hold him so badly.. but I knew I would have to wait. I was jealous as I was recovering, everyone got to go see him with my fiance inside of the NICU before me. I was anxious. But later that night, I was wheel-chaired over to the NICU and got to see him. I was happy, and felt so blessed. He only spent 3 weeks at the NICU, had no complications whatsoever; He just needed to get his sucking better, which he did and had to gain weight.
My little Aiden came home with us on Mothers Day of 2012. He is now 2 months 3 weeks old and 9lbs. A very healthy and active little bundle of joy. I am so proud and happy to have him. My little miracle.