Labor, Laila and Loss Pt. 1

I can remember as though it were yesterday.  I already knew that she would be a girl, and had already chosen her name--Laila Rose.  I had already imagined the cute little clothes that she would wear and how her nursery would look.  Every night I would pray to God and read Psalm 91.  I would tell God that this was His child and I would thank Him for even allowing me to become pregnant and to carry her.  I enjoyed every kick or move that she would make.  I especially liked to get her "riled" up by drinking orange juice because she would really let me have it..lol. 

On May 21, 2012 my husband and I were going to our routine ultrasound (at 21 weeks) to confirm what I already knew--we were going to have a little girl. She was so beautiful and perfect.  Words can not explain the joy that I felt while looking at my baby girl on that monitor.  It was a surreal feeling.  I had heard all of the "horror" stories of being pregnant, but I actually enjoyed every moment of it--even the morning sickness.  When she finished, or so I thought, with the ultrasound, she asked me to sit for a minute while she went and got the doctor.  At that time, I still did not think anything was that bad.  Once the doctor came in, she looked at my cervix on the ultrasound monitor and immediately sent me to Labor and Delivery for an emergency cerclage (stitches to keep my cervix closed).  I had already started to dilate and my cervix had already started funneling (shortening) as though my body was wanting to go into labor.  At that time, I was still okay and kept my faith and trust in God.  I was at peace.

I received the cerclage early the next morning and was monitored all day to make sure I did not have contractions.  Everything went fine and they sent me home with my meds and orders for bed rest.  I was also to see them weekly until it was time to take the cerclage out (at around 34-36 weeks). Well, needless to say, I only made it to my first appointment.  To be continued...