My Miracle baby girl!

Over 14 months ago I had my sweet baby Scarlet. Looking at her its so overwhelming and amazing how much she has grown and changed, who knew time could fly so quickly?

17 months ago I was on bed rest..laying on my couch..looking out the window at fall as it slowly appeared. My sister in-law Becky was babysitting me and my children, as I was not allowed to be alone, and couldnt take care of the kids. There was an hour before the next "babysitter" showed up..I felt fine and was going to let her go early as I knew the kids would just hang out with me. Before she left I used the restroom..only to discover blood. I quickly called my dr. and had my sister Erin come and pick me up, and take me to L&D at the hospital. Once there I was admitted and quickly informed that I would not be going anywhere anytime soon. I was not even allowed to use the restroom..had to use one of those old lady portable toilets next to the bed...can anyone say lack of privacy!!!

There was some dispute between two of the doctors from BOGA one thought I was 35 wks along..one thought I was 36wks. But they decided to go along with the 36wk and scheduled my c-section for a week away. After about 3 days I was finally allowed to sit in the tub and take a shower very very quickly. Thank the Lord. My Mother in-Law came and helped take care of the kiddos..and Jason brought me a ton of stuff for me to work on (crafts/books) and comfy jammies.

It was very very boring but overall not too bad. I got very sick of the bland boring salad and asked for fruit instead..for some reason they decided that that meant I did not want dessert either and just started giving me cups of pineapple at every single meal. Yuck!!!!!! After a few days my hormones took over and I started bawling to my MIL one night..I was so upset that all I ever got was pineapple and darn it..this pregnant woman wanted her desserts. Ahhh after that..I got dessert for ever single meal!!!!!!!!!!!

The day before my scheduled C-Section I apparently went into labor. Dr. Mallory came in and woke me up.."saying baby wants to be their birthday" this truly made no sense to me..not to mention that I was so completely out of it from sleeping. I was informed that I would be having a C-Section that evening but before noon I was in pain and starting to feel the contractions. They quickly moved up my surgery and the anesthesiologist came in to explain all of the risks etc...I was all alone, Jason was at work..my mom was at work and the Anesthesiologist was telling me very scary information. About how I could die if I started bleed out, how he would have to put me under if I did start to bleed out etc..it went on for quite a while..at this point I was an emotional wreck! I was doing all I could to stop myself from bawling. The nurse was too busy keeping track of my contractions to give me any comfort.

Then the poking began..I am an awful stick!! When I originally came in it took another anesthesiologist over 11 tries to get a line in me. This guy was new to my veins...I warned him but he didnt seem to believe me. He stuck many many times..I did not count this time..he was very frustrated. He finally gave up and called in the PIC nurse. She got a line in me..that unfortunately blew before the actual surgery began. After Jason and my Mom arrived they got me together and took me into surgery. That too was a very long and scary experience (the prepping that is). It took a long time for the spinal.....once that was all said and done they started to put in my arterial line in my wrist. That hurt like Hades and of course took a very long time...I still have a scar from that to this day. As I was laying there..arms akimbo...a couple people working on my arterial line...two nurses matching up bags of blood to the bracelet on my wrist and at the same time Dr's prepping my very exposed body for surgery. I was a wreck!!!! I was crying..but thankfully the assisting Dr. saw my emotion and brought attention to me. After that I had a nurse petting me and helping to calm my fears as I waited for them to allow Jason to come in.

Once Jason was in they started the surgery. My spinal was uneven so I was in pain..they had to pump me full of narcotics so that I could get through the surgery. It all went very well..Miss Scarlet was born healthy and squawking away. After she was delivered they discovered that her cord went straight into the side of the placenta and directly into the top of my Cervix. She was a lucky lucky baby to even be alive. After she was born I was laying there in my drugged out stupor waiting for them to finish up. I was staring up at the light listening to baby cries, when all of the sudden blood just spatters everywhere..all over the light above me, all over my face and even onto Jason. In that small brief moment I was paralyzed with fear...it was the end. I knew very well that I could bleed out and die..I had even signed a waiver saying they could perform a Hysterectomy if need be. I thought this was the beginning of hell..as I stared in fear..the assisting Dr. quickly looked over the draping at me and started yelling..that was just me..I cut the cord you are ok. WHEW!!!!!!!!

I could not believe it..they got me out of the OR and into recovery where I laid with my sweet baby Scarlet..all the months of fear and worry were over..here she was healthy and in my arms. I was alive and oh so happy..even if slightly drugged out still. :) God was good and we were sooo blessed!