Mother to Charlotte
Stillborn November 13th, 2010
King of Prussia, Pennsylvania
During the second half of my pregnancy with Charlotte I noticed that it was very different from when I was pregnant with my first daughter Lorelei.  I couldn’t feel her move as much, but I chalked it up to the anterior placenta and moving around too much to notice her movement.  At each appointment I would voice my concerns to my doctors who told me to check twice a day, morning and night.  And so I did.
On Saturday, October 30th, I woke up to no movement.  Since I had called the OB before with movement issues, I knew they’d ask me to eat something sweet and wait three hours for movement so that is what I did.  I drank orange juice, even ate Halloween candy, and still could not feel movement.   By 11 AM I called my OB who then told me to go to the hospital for monitoring.  The whole way there I knew it was going to be okay because really, this type of stuff just doesn’t happen, right?  You always hear about it but it never happens to you.  I thought eventually I’d feel the movement and I’d walk into the hospital saying it was all okay.  Well I didn’t feel the movement but I still walked into the hospital confident it would all be okay. 

The nurse hooked me up to the NST monitor and found her heartbeat right away.  I stayed a bit while the nurse decided to get my information for when I’d be back in the hospital for delivering.  I told the nurse how stupid I felt, but I couldn’t feel her move so what was I to do?  The nurse assured me it was the right thing to do and to keep doing it if it happens.  She even said that it’s better to be safe than sorry because it doesn’t always have a happy ending.  I didn’t know that I’d be back again in two weeks and be that person with the unhappy ending.  After a while the nurse deemed Charlotte “happy as a clam” because the NST had shown that her heartbeat had nine accelerations when they were only looking for a minimum of three.

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Mom to Everett Lee Miles Harris
Born into Heaven March 1st, 2009
Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania
On February 28th, 2009 (37 weeks pregnant) around 7:00 pm I began to feel contractions with my second child. My husband was working that night, so my daughter and I settled down to watch a movie, as I was not feeling very well. I was back and forth in the bathroom for hours, reading pregnancy books and I had ALL the labor symptoms listed in the book…YAY!!  My husband came home at 9pm. Excited that the baby could possibly join us that night, we called the doctor at 10:30pm, we thought labor was progressing. As I was on the phone with the doctor he was asking about contractions and timing them and I then realized that the contractions weren’t going away…they were actually one BIG contraction. He told us to come on in to the hospital. We woke our daughter up and were planning on dropping her off at a friend’s house but I could barely breath, huffing and puffing and serious pain but not the pain of labor. We called the friend and told her to come to the hospital. 

We arrived at the hospital at 11:45 pm. When I got to the labor and delivery floor, the nurses were bickering about what room I should go in. I changed into a gown and laid down on the table at 12 midnight. The nurses put the digital stethoscope on my belly and instantaneously the mood in the room changed. The nurses took turns looking for the baby’s heartbeat, nurse after nurse poured into room. At that point, we knew we might have lost our baby. I only heard one heartbeat. My husband was still standing their with my daughter as the friend was having a hard time locating us in the hospital, So he ran downstairs to pass her off to the babysitter, the last thing I said to him was, don’t leave me. I was so scared.  Those words echo in my head. 
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Mom to Elliot Alexander
August 13th, 2010
Woodland, California
I always thought getting pregnant would be easy, and I was so excited when my husband and I decided to try to start our family in December 2008.  After six months with no success, I made an appointment with my doctor because I knew something was off.  The doctor prescribed Clomid for me in late October 2009.  I was really discouraged after we didn’t have success with my first Clomid cycle.  In late November, I started my second Clomid cycle.  On December 20, 2009, I woke up excited that I hadn’t started my period.  I took a pregnancy test and waited, expecting a negative result.  I was shocked when the second line appeared!  I woke my husband up and we were both so happy, although I was also absolutely terrified! 

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Mom to Zachary
Born Sleeping July 8th, 2009 at 36 weeks 5 days
Montreal, Canada
When our daughter was about to turn 5 we decided that it was time for us to have another baby. We were fortunate enough to get pregnant the first month of trying. Everything was going great, no morning sickness, no complications, a textbook pregnancy. At our 20 week scan we found out that we were expecting a little boy and we were THRILLED! 

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Mom to Aaden Dean
Born still on July 7th, 2009
Logansport, Indiana
I had just turned 16 when I found out I was pregnant. I was scared I wouldn’t be a good mom because I was so young.  I was scared I wouldn’t be able to give him everything he needed, but as lucky as I am I had a wonderful set of parents who said they were ready to help raise my sweet baby boy Aaden Dean.  

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Mom to Isabella Rose
Born an angel on May 6th, 2010, at 37 weeks
Cranston, Rhode Island
From the first time I heard my daughter’s heartbeat at 8 weeks, I fell head over heals in love with her. I looked forward to going to the doctors and listening to her little heart beat and was so excited that it was always high,160+ because I knew I was having a girl, something I had always dreamed of. And on December 30, 2010 and ultrasound confirmed 100% that we were having a girl. Instantly we knew her name was Isabella Rose, and we talked to her a million times a day.

On January 4th 2010 my husband left for Army Basic Training, I was so sad to see him go, he was going to be gone for 4 months, but I did look forward to his return because he would be home right as I was about to give birth to our daughter. I had a perfect pregnancy, I had very minimal weight gain, my stomach always measured perfectly, and my little girl’s heart was always beating away. Literally after each visit my doctor would say I was perfect.

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Mom to Gerardo “Jay”
Stillborn at 37 weeks on May 15th, 2008
Crawfordville, FL

Our journey began in September of 2007 when we found out we were expecting our first child. This pregnancy was amazing to me because I had no morning sickness at all and felt great the entire time. The weekend we found out we were pregnant we immediately went out and started buying stuff. We were just so darned excited to finally start our family we couldn’t wait. We told our family that weekend.

We found out around 18 weeks we were having a beautiful little boy and we were so excited. Jay already knew that his son would be named after him and his father, there was no arguing about that. So Gerardo III it is (Jay for short). Most of this pregnancy was uneventful. We found out at 28 weeks that I am a carrier for cystic fibrosis and that was a bit of a scare, but when Jay went for his test we found he was not a carrier so it became nothing.

May 14th, 2008 at 37 weeks pregnant, I wake up like normal and get ready for work. As I am getting ready I feel Jay kicking which was normal, I didn’t think anything of it other than I loved feeling him move. I went on about my day, but at about noon I realized I hadn’t felt him move in awhile which wasn’t normal at all. So I called a good friend of mine and she told me he is probably fine just running out of room, they tend to slow down this close to their due date. So I didn’t bother calling the doctor cause she was right, I was probably just being paranoid and he was just fine. But I still had a feeling something might be wrong. But I went ahead and went about the rest of the day, our first birthing class was that night and a doctors appointment was the next morning, so I figured I’d mention it at the doctor visit in the morning.

12:30am May 15th, 2008 I wake up to contractions. All I keep thinking is this isnt supposed to be happening yet, he isn’t due until June 5th. But my excitement grows at the thought of him being here a few weeks early. I wake Jay up and tell him we need to go to the hospital. As he helps me out of bed I began shaking uncontrollably because I am so cold. We grab our bags and jump in the car and head to the hospital. On the way we stop at CVS and pick up a thermometer cause we think I may have a fever. I also call my mom to ask for advice or just to have Mom on the phone.

Once we get there the nurse is checking me out to see how far along I am, then starts hooking me up to all the monitors. She tells us the baby has a good heartbeat and that I am only 1cm dilated and not contracting much and that they will probably send me home in a bit. But I tell her my worries from the day and her face goes a little white and she starts checking my pulse to the heartbeat monitor and realizes that they are the same. So after about half an hour of trying to find the baby’s heartbeat she calls in her supervisor who tries to find it. They then call my doctor. By this time I can feel something is wrong. They then move us to a delivery suite. No one has said anything to us about what’s going on, but I already know it’s the worst. My doctor has them do an Ultrasound to confirm our worst fears. There it is…right there on the ultrasound the thing I had been fearing the most, no heartbeat. My heart stopped. I could not believe just the morning before I felt him moving and everything was fine, but this morning he is just gone. I wanted to die.

The tech doing the u/s and my nurse do not say a word but keep pointing at the monitor. Which they left turned towards me and I clearly see the hole where my sons heart should be beating is nothing but a hole. My doctor comes in and confirms to us he has died and that as of yet they didn’t know why, but that we could do an autopsy to find the cause. Jay and I just did not feel that we could put our sons body through that. We declined to do an autopsy but were going to have the chromosomal test done.

I begged for a c-section because the thought of going through a vaginal delivery just broke my heart even more knowing that at the end of that painful journey my son would not be coming to me alive. Well God had different plans for us, several hours later my contractions became stronger and at 8:20pm on May 15th, 2008 I delivered our precious baby Jay. Our beautiful little boy born 5-15-08 weighted 5lbs. 15oz and was 20in long. We then knew what went so wrong that took our precious son’s life. Jay’s umbilical cord was twisted so bad at his belly button it was the size of the tip of a pen. The doctor was surprised that it had become that twisted, and told us that this type of umbilical cord accident was so rare and that the chances of this happening again was very slim.

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