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| Our miracle was born May 19th, 2008. I was 35 weeks and he weighed 5 pounds 2.5 ounces. I was diagnosed with vasa previa, placenta previa, bi-lobed placenta and velamentous cord insertion.
I thank my lucky stars everyday that I was diagnosed. I just cant believe how easily it couldve been so much worse. Now I get to spend my days holding him, cuddling, talking and spoiling him every second. I am the luckiest mom I know! Thank you God for blessing me with such a beautiful little miracle.
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In
2005 I had a large fibroid removed from my uterus. I never thought
that this would predispose me to such a horrific condition. I found
out I was pregnant October 07 and boy was it a surprise! My pregnancy
was pretty normal but they noticed I had a low lying placenta around
20 weeks. At my next ultrasound around 27 weeks they suspected vasa
previa as well but wanted to see if it would 'move'. I came back about
2 weeks later and was scanned again and sure enough things hadnt moved
but just to be sure they had me come back again a week later. And
thats when they confirmed it. My doctor sent me to the hospital that
day. I was just shy of 30 weeks. She had never experienced this condition
and neither had anyone I encountered in the hospital! I researched
the condition as much as I could and it was quite frightening. I found
out that because I had scarring on my uterus from a prior surgery
it put me at risk for this condition.
So
I spent day after day in the hospital waiting for my scheduled due
date. I went back and forth with my doctor about the delivery time.
She wanted 34 weeks, I wanted 35. I ended up switching doctors while
I was in the hospital cause I was so uncertain of her abilities. I
got a new doctor and they delieverd me at 35 weeks. I had no bleeding,
contractions or ruptures while I was in the hospital. Everything was
pretty uneventful. The c-section didnt go as planned though. Due to
a back surgery I had they couldnt get my spinal in! About 10 unsuccessful
attempts at giving me my spinal (yes it was that many!) they had to
put me under general anesthesia so I woke up from that not knowing
what happened to my baby. As soon as I came to, they assured me he
was doing good but was having trouble breathing. Due to my extreme
pain that the nurses couldnt get under control I didnt end up seeing
my miracle till 6 hours later. He was hooked up to a million different
monitors, IV's and a breathing machine. I was a complete emotional
mess when I held him for the first time. But he was a strong little
guy and fought his way through breathing and feeding issues and came
home 12 days later.