Flash back to 2021 we found out we were pregnant. A little nervous cause my daughter was 9 months at the time but we were so excited for them to be close in age. And the fact that it was the first boy after SIX girls in the family. Everyone was beyond thrilled.
With Maverick, I didn’t have the easiest pregnancy. I had morning sickness until just about the end. Other than that it was a perfect healthy pregnancy and we had no concerns, until the end.
At thirty five weeks I went into labor. I was so nervous because it was five weeks early. I was worried about nicu time, his weight and size, and just overall him being healthy. I go to the doctor and they hook me up to the NST machine. His heart rate was dropping on and off but I had never had an NST done before so I had no idea. Honestly just thought I was moving wrong during each contraction. They told me I could go home and wait it out.
As I’m about to walk out the door they stop me to do an ultrasound. Im like okay great! They can check his weight and all that etc. The midwife doing the ultrasound said she wasn’t that advanced. And I’m thinking okay little weird but alright. I then leave the office. I go home really quickly and pack a bag then go right back to where my doctor was but at the hospital at labor and delivery. The doctor called the hospital and told them I was coming but never called the on call doctor.
I waited for an hour and a half until I was taken back to triage. During that time I was begging to be seen. I couldn’t stop throwing up. The front desk wasn’t taking me seriously. At that point I said find me in the bathroom cause the puke bag you just handed me isn’t going to work. Lo and behold they find me. Bring me to the room. Can’t find his heartbeat. But prior at the doctors his heartbeat was in the range of 160s unless it dropped.
I get rushed back to the OR. Signed papers I didn’t even know what i was signing for. I was up from surgery and immediately I’m like where is my baby. They said he didn’t make it. At that point I learned my placenta abrupted. I almost bled out. Had three blood transfusions and my fiancé said I woke up green.
If only that doctor would have made me go to the hospital right away maybe things would have been different. Or maybe if labor and delivery didn’t make me wait AN HOUR AND A HALF in labor he would still be here. I can only wish I spoke up more and made a scene in that waiting room.
I will forever miss my Maverick so much and life just isn’t fair.
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