Our financial situation settled down shortly after the miscarriage and things were great, so Jason and I started trying to have a baby. Again we assumed it would be very easy…after all, it was the first time. We tried for months and months and nothing. Cheryl began to get very sick and soon after hospice came in. At that point Jason and I decided to stop trying and live our lives childless. I was going to go back on the pill in July when our health insurance kicked in. I was having some minor health concerns and went to the doctor in early July. I had some blood work done and made an appt for a gyno exam in August. My blood work came back and showed that I was a type II diabetic. I began dealing with this new development and taking glucophage for my diabetes as well as changing my entire diet. Cheryl passed away at the end of July. To this day my biggest regret is that I couldn’t get that baby here for her to meet. I know she is the reason we have Eyan now, but it digs at my heart to know that she barely missed it.
|Apparently the Glucophage I was on messes with a woman’s cycles…that is probably how I got pregnant|
Chapter 3: The First Trimester
About a week later I began bleeding again, same emotions, same blood work, same ultrasound…baby was still holding strong but looked like a little peanut…WITH A HEARTBEAT! I was about 7 weeks pregnant at this point and the heartbeat was a good omen.
At this point we decided it was a good time to let my parents in on the secret. I really needed the support and advice from my mom. Those previous two weeks were such an emotional roller coaster and doing it all without telling my mother was very difficult. We went to my parents house, my sister happened to be home visiting from college. Jason and I gave them this ridiculous story about how Mia was going to need a temporary home because we were moving to Europe to explore and enjoy life and we would be back in a year. Then as my dad began to get really pissed off, I said, “just kidding, were pregnant!” They were overjoyed!
We thought we were in the clear, usually a heartbeat is a good thing and means the baby will be a baby. Then at almost 10 weeks, I began bleeding again, I was sure that I had lost the baby this time. I rushed to the hospital, more blood work, an ultrasound and pelvic exam later, I was still pregnant baby was fine, my cervix was just irritated. The rest of the first trimester was normal. I lost about 27 lbs from morning sickness and my diabetes, but other than that everything was good.
The first day of my second trimester I totally expected the morning sickness to completely disappear, but nope, I enjoyed another 3 weeks of that wonderful stuff! My baby bump showed very quickly and the baby was very active. My co-workers joked and called him a ninja basically because all he had done was kick my ass literally from day 1. I felt him move a lot and was ready to find out if he was a blue ninja or a pink ninja. At 20 weeks I went in for my ultrasound. Everything was great, baby looked wonderful, but the umbilical cord was blocking the money shot. They ultrasound tech said she was guessing it was a boy, but couldn’t be completely sure. Being the super impatient person I am when it comes to surprises, I found a place that did 3D and 4D ultrasounds and made 2 appointments! We went to the first one the Saturday after Thanksgiving; just Jason and I. It was amazing, all the little details you could see and FINALLY we got the money shot…A BLUE NINJA! I was super ecstatic! (I have always wanted boys…even if I got pregnant again I would want another boy, I just don’t think I would be a good “girl” mom.)
|38 weeks pregnant|
|Eyan 27 weeks 4 Days gestation|
We chose a name, Eyan! Jason and I spelled it non-traditionally as a way to honor his mom. I remember having a conversation with Cheryl and Sharron (her twin) about how Cheryl wanted to put a Y in Jason’s name but Jason’s dad didn’t want to. She loved how her name had a Y in it and Sharron was being silly trying to figure out how to spell her own name with a Y. We had a super hard time coming up with his name. I wasn’t ever one of those girls that just knew what I would name my children and Jason and I never really talked about it. We could never decided on a name and finally one night I went to sleep and woke up and had “Ian” on my mind. I told Jason and that was it, we changed the spelling so it could have a Y and were happy with that choice. To this day I think Cheryl told it to me in a dream or something. We decided to keep the middle name a secret from pretty much everyone, promising to reveal it after he was born.
|Not a Cankle more like a Thankle (thigh/ankle)|
Before I delve into the chaos that is my labor and delivery I just want to state that if you are pregnant, my story is probably NOT the one you want to focus on, maybe you should avoid reading it. It’s super crazy and just like anything that Jason and I deal with it is totally out of the ordinary.
|Right before the ride to sleepytown|
I should tell you right now, that much of what I remember is slim after this point. The preeclampsia wiped me out and the only reason I have so many details is because my mom unbeknown to me videoed the whole ordeal. ERASED!
|Look how out of it I am in the OR|
|You would think I would remember this right? Nope! SUCKS!|
Eyan’s end of this was a lot less eventful. He was born and breathing fine at first. Sometime in the delivery room he stopped breathing at a normal rate and the nurses took him to the NICU. The magnesium sulfate that I was on for labor can make babies “sleepy” and have a hard time breathing. In the NICU Eyan was hooked up to tubes and stuff. Jason told me that one of the devices sent a little shock whenever he stopped breathing to remind him to breath. Eyan spent 1 day in the NICU initially.
|See the little bump on his head behind his ear…that is where the vacuum was being attached and yanked off.|
|All hooked up in the NICU|
A short time after I was moved they let me have Eyan out of the NICU! I had him for less than 24 hours before he was put back in for jaundice. That sucked! During my short stint with him we spent quiet time with each other, started nursing, gave him a middle name (Troy after my dad) and let him meet some family and friends!
The night of the 18th I had Eyan in my room and all was great. The nurses offered to take him for a while and run some hearing tests and vaccination stuff. I agreed and grabbed a bit of sleep. About 4 hours later they returned him, I asked the nurses if I needed to wake him to feed him and they said no, he should be fine. 2 more hours passed, Eyan was still sleeping so I asked the nurses the same thing and they told me to leave the sleeping baby sleep, he would wake when he was hungry. He did wake about 30 mins later and I fed and changed him. By 8am the morning of the 19th, the nurses came in and looked at Eyan, he was yellowish and they took him for some quick blood work. They brought him right back and about and hour later around 9:30 they came in and said they were moving him back into the NICU. Eyans jaundice was a level 17 and any higher it would have started killing brain cells. He had to be closely monitored and fed on a strict schedule to flush the bilirubin out.
|First mommy/baby picture|
|Daddy and Eyan|