*This is by far the hardest thing to post about...but I just feel like it's good for me to get it out.*
Wednesday morning I woke up having contractions....so I called gary and told him that I thought I was going into labor....he hurried home and we went up to the hospital....we waited in the waiting area for an hour before they saw me.....then they had me in this little room for another hour and a half all by myself because they wouldnt let Gary be back there with me....it was abosolutly horrible!!!!!!! By then I was having full blown contractions every 2-4 mins...and they were hard!!!! Finally they checked me and in a half an hour I went from 2 cm to 7 cm...So, they wheeled me to labor and delivery...and started me on pain meds....it was the best thing ever!!!!!!!! Instantly the pain was gone and I could sleep....well, by Wed night my contractions had completly stopped and I stayed at 7 cm dialated....They gave me two rounds of steroid shots to help develop Zachary's lungs...and by Thursday night they moved me to antipartum....and they took me off the ivs...and just kept monitoring me....So, Thursday-Saturday I was doing really well...Zachary was moving around a lot and his heart beat was so strong....By saturday night I started bleeding really badly....the doctor came in and checked me and said that I had completly efaced and dialated and that I needed to start pushing...so, once again they wheeled me to labor and delivery.....I just remember laying there thinking, "this is it...we are having him tonight." It was a very tough feeling to have...So, I asked to have an epidural...and they were gonna do that but then Zach's heart beat started to drop so they told me that I needed to just start pushing....So, I probably pushed for 20 mins....and Zach kept tilting his head so he kept coming out with his shoulder and arm...and not head....That was probably the hardest thing to see my son's hand...and in the back of my mind I just knew that this was not going to be the ending that we wanted. So, then they decided that they were going to probably have to do a c-section....so they prepped me...and I guess as soon as they put me under my body relaxed enough and they got Zach out.....They tried to get him to breath for 15 mins and Gary just told them to stop...b/c his lungs just hadnt developed enough...and they told us that even if I had carried him full term his lungs still wouldnt have been developed b/c he'd been without fluid for so long. (My water broke at 17 weeks...and I delivered him at 22 weeks) So, Gary got to help baptise him...and Gary and I got to spend 2 hours with Zachary....When Gary handed him to me I felt him take a couple breaths and then I just knew that he was at peace....He was so tiny but so perfect....He had 10 fingers and 10 toes and he looked just like Gary. It was so incredible to hold him and see God's creation.
Gary and I are doing ok....I def have my moments....and this is probably the hardest thing that I've ever had to endure....but I do know that God is on our side and that does make it a lot better...and when it's time we will try again...and I have faith that it'll all work out...Time heals all wounds. And, Gary and I WILL see Zachary again.
