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A Pregnancy Struggle

Hello, I'm Mataya and this is my story.

On May 20th, 2010 I found out I was nine weeks pregnant, and my whole world came crashing down. I am the girl who had dreams in life and wanted to go places in life before I started a family. The doctor told me to take some time and think about what I wanted to do and to think about ALL my opinions before going further with this pregnancy. I told him right there that I am the type of girl who takes responsibility for her actions and I would be going full-term and having a baby in seven months.

I started going to a OBGYN, he listened to her heart rate and felt my belly, to make sure my baby was healthy. I had a really good pregnancy, nothing went wrong, everything was the way it was suppose to be, and I was carrying a healthy baby inside my uterus.

On Thanksgiving 2010, I was at a family member’s house for Thanksgiving dinner, and I needed to pee really badly. I soon found out I lost part of my mucus plug, which is what holds the fluid around the baby to keep it alive and healthy, I lost quite a chunk of it, so I went to the hospital and told them about it. The doctor told me everyone loses pieces of it, and that it was normal. I wasn’t near my due date yet, so I had nothing to worry about.

A few weeks passed and I lost a little more of the plug, and I wasn’t worried because the doctor said it was normal. I lost enough that fluid was leaking by and I was losing the water from around my baby but I never knew that. I did notice more fluid and it was so bad I needed to wear a pad because. By that time I went to the hospital to be checked out again, and I was still sent home because it was normal to have discharge throughout a pregnancy.

In December, I was laying down watching television and I started having really bad abdominal pains. I thought to myself, this is it, the baby is coming. The pains got more intense and they got harder and stronger, I told my mom and she took me to the hospital, I was put on the monitor strip for an hour and they came back and told me it's just Braxton Hicks, which are false contractions and they are normally mistaken for contractions and labor.

Two weeks from January 2nd 2011, I was having contractions again, and I thought they were Braxton Hicks again, but the pain was worse than it had ever been. I couldn't move, I couldn't walk, I didn't leave my couch. We started timing them and they were four minutes apart, so I went to the hospital, they put me on the monitor strip and they told me I was having contractions, so they wanted to do a cervix check. They told me I was at one and a half centimeter, and it is still a little bit before the baby comes, so they told me to go home and take it easy and just wait it out. I had the pains for a good two weeks, I went back to the hospital several times and I just kept hearing the same thing, "Go home and wait, it's not time yet."

On January 1st, 2011, I was not feeling well; it felt like my heart was jumping out of my chest. I wasn't eating, and I was not myself. All I did was lay around and that is normal when you are three days away from having a baby, so I went on with my day and went to bed that night like I normally did thinking when I woke up things would be different and I would feel better. That was not the case.

On January 2nd 2010, I told my mom I was not feeling well, how my heart was jumping out of my chest she said just to sit down and see how things go, my mom ordered me my favorite food, and got my favorite movie and we were going to relax. I couldn't eat or watch a movie; I told mom something was wrong with me. She asked me if I wanted to go to the hospital, after hearing go home and wait I didn’t want to go, she checked my pulse and she said I was going to the hospital. She said if I didn't agree then my step dad to take me. It wasn't until she asked me if the baby was moving that I was concerned and went to the hospital.

By the time we got there we went to the ER, I wanted for the nurse to check me and she checked my heart rate and she looked at me and told me I needed to go to the critical unit and get checked out NOW. I was extremely scared, I got into the room and they told me to take off my shirt and put the hospital gown on, they hooked me up to a heart monitor and they looked pictures of my heart. They said everything looked fine, except for my heart rate which was 186. I was at stroke level, so they told me to breathe and think happy thoughts, but it still wasn't going down. They got me to push like I was having a baby, and that was the WORST thing they could of ever done when I was two days away from my due date. My mom went out and talked to the doctor and they called the OBGYN that was on call, and the OBGYN told me to go up the labor and delivery and he would be there to check me soon.

I walked in and they knew who I was after being there almost every day for two weeks. They put me on the strip and they came back in. The baby’s heart rate was 192, which is not normal for a baby who is due to be born in a few days. She was not moving, so they got me to move on my side and there was still no change, so they told me I had to stay overnight, and that hey were going to put me on a IV drip to try and get the baby’s heart rate down.

The drip did not work and there was no change. By then, the OBGYN was there and so was my baby’s dad. My mom told the doctor the baby was ready to come. He told her he needed to do an ultrasound, so he started to do the ultrasound and he said, “OH NO.” He said she had no fluid and she is in a lot of stress, we need to do a C-section because she is coming tonight.

It felt like one big nightmare. I walked out with the doctor to the front desk. He said he’d be back in 20 minutes to get me. I went to pee and I wasn't even done peeing and the doctor knocked on the door and told me to drink this stuff. Then I was off to the OR. I was freaking out, the doctor said I was critical and I needed to go have this baby now. I got to the OR the doctor helped me up on the table and I had a mask placed on my face, he told me to take a deep breath and say night, so I did.

I woke up two hours later to hearing I had a baby girl. I was told that once I woke up I could meet my little girl. I was slowly waking up and I said I was ready to go see my daughter, so they rolled me down to the nursery where she and my family were. They placed her in my arms and she was hooked up to heart monitors and oxygen monitors, they told me we were both lucky to be alive. She was healthy; she just needed to be monitored.

I didn’t get to see her very long before I was taken to my room and got ready for bed, as it was nearly one in the morning. I couldn't sleep; I just wanted to see my daughter. She was hooked up to heart and oxygen monitors for the first 12 hours of her life.
Serenity Leeann Kennedy was born January 2nd, 2011 and she weighed 7 Pounds 14 Ounces.
Serenity is now almost seven months old and she is a happy healthy baby and you would never know she had a problem being born!

You have to consider the consequences of having sex at a young age, because not everyone’s pregnancy goes smoothly. You never know what to expect because all pregnancies are different. I was lucky, but not all teens who get pregnant are lucky as me and my baby.

Mataya

Cholestasis Of Pregnancy

Hi my name is Callie and when i was just 18yrs old i fell pregnant with my first child. This was a very hard time for me as my mother had just 4 weeks earlier moved back to New Zealand after living in Australia for 20years. Being so young i was very unsure what to expect in the way of complications and risks during a pregnancy.
My pregnancy was going well until about 33weeks i notices some little things on my body that looked like little blisters inbetween my toes and fingers and all up my legs. I knew this was not normal so i had a friend of mine come with me to the doctor. The doctor looked at it and thought it could be a range of different things like scabies, chicken pox he was unsure and sent me to the hospital.
All the hospital could do was just have me visit more regularly and keep an eye on it. Blood tests were taken and and they had no idea what it was. I had to finish up at work at 34 weeks as the doctors thought that it could have come from my work place as i worked with children.
At 35 weeks i was so uncomfortable as it had all started to join together and started turning dark purple and at this time it had travelled all over my body. I had this rash on my feet, inbetween my toes, up my legs, on my thighs, all over my big belly, on my hands and up my arms. It felt as bad as it looked! The only places i did not get the rash was on my face, under my arm pits and on my back. The photos that i look at now are horrible.
From 35 weeks onwards i spent many days and nights at the hospital. They tried lots of things to make me comfortable but none of it worked. I had so many different creams to put on and my clothes stuck to the creams, it was so bad. They gave my burn victim type bandages and i had to put hem all over my body to stop me from itching myself as it looked horrific. I had blood tests every week and had my GP visits aswell and had still not heard anything. I was in tears every night and would just go up to the hospital to get them to stop it but they couldn't as they didn't know what it was.
I had my sister come to the hospital with me for one of my check ups and we ended up there all day as they sent me for a biopsy on my stomach (and my belly was huge at this time). This was so horrible and i hope no one else has to do that. The results cam back that i has PUPP, never heard of it and they didn't seem to know too much about it.
When i went for my 38week check up at the hospital they did everything and sent me for another blood test. i went home and didn't hear from them. i went back to the hospital for my 39week check up and when i got in to see the doctor she opened my chart and i could see the look on her face had changed and did not look very good at all. She looked at me and said has anyone called you from the hospital and i said No. The doctor looked at me and said "You have cholestasis and we need to get this baby out asap". I was so furious that i had not been contacted by the hospital and informed about this as they would have known this for a week, since my 38week blood test.
And you know no one ever really explained to me what it was or anything, just that it was dangerous for the baby to stay in there for any longer.
I was induced 2 days later and gave birth to a very healthy baby boy he was 9Ib 4oz. He was huge and very healthy, I was very lucky!
I still to this day havn't know much abot it and have since then had a baby girl but did not get it in that pregnancy but did think it was starting towards the end as i was starting to get a small rash on my belly but nothing like what i did in my first pregnancy.
I have just recently been looking as it as i have had bad pains in my stomach since my son was born 6 years ago but on one has been able to tell me what it is until i went to the hospital last week and they believe i have acute cholecystities and when he said it has to do with the bile in my body i just thought your kidding me! I asked him could that have anything to do with me having cholestasis when i was pregnant with my son and he looked at me and said "Yes, that is probably what started it".
So thats my story and if you think you have this make sure you keep getting it checked as it can be dangerous as i have pretty much just found out by reading up on it all now.

Thanks, Callie.

Callie

uterus broken when I was in labor

l was 37 weeks pregnancy and was in labor, everything was ok,but l my uterus has broken and l has to have a emergency cesarean, my baby don't cry, l can't see her and she don't cry after a few hours doctors told us that her brain was swollen, we wait 12 days it was horrible we had hope but she die. l have two kids but l felt a big hole in my soul and my body. the doctor told me that it happened because my last cesarean, but it happened 5 years ago, l've checking and just the 1% less it can happen.

esther salomon

My miracle

My story began when I was 19. I am 24 now. I was sitting all alone in a room and told I was pregnant. I was shocked, scared and I didn't know if I was ready. Then suddenly I remembered that two weeks before this day that I am being told I'm pregnant my fiancé that I had been with for almost 2 years had told me that I would regret starting my life with him. Then again I was shocked! At that moment I was sitting there in that room realizing I was gonna be alone on this one. Inside me my baby was growing and getting stronger, so I had to do the same. He became important and the only thing that mattered and I was going to fight for him. I stayed with his dad for some stupid reason. It took me till he was 2 to leave him I don't know why because I literally was alone. Alone to ultrasounds, finding out the sex, the kicking and then worse of all... The moment I was told at 6 months that my baby boy was in danger and so was I! I was diagnosed with severe preeclampsia. As time went on we got worse. I was fighting for him even more and he was fighting for me. He was my reason for living breathing and made my world go round even before seeing his precious face. I was in and out of the hospital and getting ultrasounds daily and constantly hooked up to a stress machine and needles in my arms and hands. There where doctors and specialists that was holding me and my baby's life in there hands. I called his dad every night to just only say I love u and no answer. But that wa ok because it was me and Shaun my baby. I called my mom every night as well to say I love u. I had to because I didn't know if I would wake up. The doctors and nurses padded the bed down invade I went into convulsions. I wa always ready for emergency c section. Finally, 2 specialists and my doctor walked in and said "no more! U can't go any more!!!" so I had to turn to god. I prayed and I asked him to protect my angel inside me and keep him safe because he was my life. I asked him to take me and to save my baby. The doctors didn't know if I he or we would make it. They where worried. The next day it was time. It was time to face the possibility of death, not getting to watch my baby grow, hear him breath, listen to his heart and to touch him. I was not gonna give up!!! I will fight to the end for my baby!!! They prepped me, poked me some more and started to cut. They stopped several times because it got scary with my blood pressure but they kept going... I closed my eyes with one last prayer to god. Please please please lord please!!!.... Finally!!!!! I heard my baby's whimper!!! He was alive! He was breathing! My baby was ok! The nurse got on top of me and pushed him out and the doctor raised him up for me to see him... As my tears of joy rolled down my face all I saw was my miracle! My Shaun, my sweet sweet boy! He was 3 weeks early, 9lbs 1oz 22 1/2 inches long and was born on Wednesday at 10:41 am on May 31st 2006. He had 2 inch black hair all over his head and was dark completed and really chunky! Lol but my miracle! Tests had to be done and hours passed then I finally got him! The nurse handed him to me even tho I was in soo much pain, somehow I blocked it and I had tunnel vision. Everything and everyone stopped moving and it was just me and him. He was soft, I could hear his little heart beating and his breathing taking myn away. He looked into my eyes and I was suddenly singing him a song I didn't know I could sing. We finally made it through this whole thong alive! We where both safe. He saved my life and I saved his! We held onto each other. Still to this day at his age of 4 he holds onto me and I have become protective of him. My miracle baby he will always be. I will always fight for him and he will always fight for me! Preeclampsia is no joke and can be extremely scary an risky! Stay away from stress as much as possible and be strong for you and your baby. U need each other! Trust me! I treasure every moment I have with my Shaun and I will always treasure him!

Shay

Is This Really Happening?

i am 17 and 4 months and 1 week and 1 day pregnant . my babys father is in and out of my lif ll the time . at the beginning everything was so perfect but as i got farther he changed . its like he lost interest in me after i got pregnant . it hurt me because i trusted him and just thought he'd be by me 100% . i go to every appointmen alone . ive been depressed alot over it but i try not to think about it . he calls off work and hangs with friends but not once has he supported me at an appointment . i get really lonely , dont feel attractive anymore , and underestimate myself alot . i just wanthim to care but its like itsaking for too much . i love him soo much . maybe hes just not ready . nut how i feel is why did he get me pregnant if he was gonna react like this ? maybe hes nervous because its his first child . i give em the benefit of the doubt alot . maybe im too hard at times but its not fair i sit home depressed while he runs the streets and talk to whoever . i didnt get myself pregnant . i just expect for us to be in this together . and i just sometimes have thoughts to not even be in my babyslife when it coe c if hes not here now then i dont know how everything is gonna happen when our baby is here . i wake up asking myself everyday is this really happening?

Lexus

Lexus