
When I first became pregnant with Graham, I was told my
HCG levels were so low to expect a chemical pregnancy/miscarriage. And I prayed - please, please, please let my #'s double. Please.
And they did.
A few weeks into the pregnancy I had bleeding, and thought for certain I was suffering a loss. And I prayed again - please, please, please let this baby hang on.
And he did.
My D
r. discovered through ultrasound that the source of my bleeding was a cervical polyp - that caused me a trip to the ER at 15 weeks and many scares.
Around this time, the ultrasound also revealed that our baby had a cyst on his brain. And that this is sometimes considered a "soft marker" for Down Syndrome. And so I prayed - please, please, please let my child be healthy.
And at 20 weeks the cyst had absorbed and my quad screen results were better then "normal"
Also at 20 weeks, both boys developed Fifths Disease. I prayed that I would please, please, please have prior immunity, and not expose my baby to the possible hazards.
And my results came back to reveal that I had high immunity!
At 35 weeks I developed Stage II pregnancy induced hypertension. And I prayed that I would please, please, please not need to deliver my baby earlier then he was ready, because of it.
And during each twice weekly non-stress test my blood pressure
stabilized.
At 37 weeks my
Dr. announced that the baby was breech. And I prayed that he would flip on his own without an external version. I prayed that I would not need a
Cesarean and the recovery that comes with it. Please, please, please let him flip!
And four days later an ultrasound showed he was head down!
During my delivery Graham's
heart rate dropped from the 150's to the 80's. The cord was potentially wrapped around his neck. And while I inhaled the oxygen through my tears, I prayed that he would breath strong. Please, please, please God help my baby!
And his
heart rate went back up. And the cord was not around his neck when he came out.
As I returned to my room for recovery, my body began to
hemorrhage. And I prayed - please, please, please God help me through this pain, help me not lose too much blood.
And my uterus finally hardened.
Now we are home from the hospital. Graham is beautiful, wonderful, amazing, and healthy. And I pray...
Thank you. Thank you. Thank you.
Thank you God.
