Baby "H" Take One

My pregnancy with baby "H" has been a roller coaster. Although physically, this pregnancy has been incredibly easier than being pregnant with Jack, I would say that fear has been present since the beginning. After our miscarriage, we were anxious to make the 12 week mark with baby "H". Then the 20 week ultrasound came, and that was not 100 % positive. By the 31 week mark, he started to measure two weeks smaller than his gestational age. But, the doctors weren't too worried, we would just "watch him." By 36 weeks we had our 3rd ultrasound and he had dropped from the 22nd percentile to the 11th. Once they hit the 10th percentile, your pregnancy is considered high risk for still birth and lack of oxygen to the baby. So they scheduled the big induction for 37 1/2 weeks. Jay took this picture right before we left for the hospital. You can even see our bags packed in the background.


We got to the hospital early, and after the long check-in process, they put me on pitocin. They wanted to do a stress test, to see how baby and I could handle the contractions. The goal for the test was to have 3 contractions in 10 minutes. The nurse warned me that this should take a couple hours. Shockingly, I had 3 contractions in the first 10 minutes I was on the drug! The baby responded so well, that they took me off pitocin because he passed the test, and they still were not sure if they would induce for real.

Wait a few hours.

The specialist/high-risk OB came in with his ultrasound machine and took a million measurements. The picture was so detailed we could see the hair on his head! He said a few scary things, as to why he might be small, etc., but that he had to go back to his office to crunch the numbers.

Wait 4 more hours.

My OB came back to the hospital to tell me according to the specialist, he was in the 14th percentile, and that they would not advise inducing. It would be better for his lungs for him to stay in longer because he is not in distress. So after 11 hours at the hospital with an IV, bad cable, and no food, we left without a baby. My mom, did however treat us to my favorite dinner at The Green Well restaurant. The grilled ham and cheese sandwich almost made-up for not holding baby "H".

Now, I will go in for non-stress-test twice a week, and another ultrasound before this is over, to make sure that he is still doing well.

I have been truly overwhelmed by the kindness of everyone! Saying thank you does not feel like enough, but I really am incredibly grateful for all the support we have been given.