6.14.2016 – Seriously?

When life keeps giving you lemons, I’m here to tell you, you WILL get sick of making lemonade.

Two weeks ago I went to see my OB because I’d been spotting for about 24 hours. I was 22 weeks and 3 days pregnant. She did an exam and told me that she could feel my membranes. She said I have an incompetent cervix and I needed to immediately go to the hospital where I’d be admitted for at least a couple of days.

She told me that she was going to call a high risk surgeon to meet me and she was hoping he’d be able to place a “rescue”cerclage in my cervix. There wasn’t a whole lot of certainty in her voice though. She was really unsure whether anything could be done. She was very factual and calm, but I could tell baby boy and I were in deep shit.

So I hopped a cab (faster than uber or an ambulance) over to CPMC California. The nurses in triage were expecting me (I started having major PTSD flashbacks of the adria leak and my trip to the ER for the antidote….)

Long story short, I was having emergency surgery within an hour and a half. I was 3cm dilated and the surgeon could see baby boy’s feet coming out through the membranes (which were bulging out of my cervix).  Thank heavens the doctor was able to get the bag back into my cervix without rupturing it and there was enough cervix left to work with to insert a cerclage.

I’m not going to lie to any of you. The outlook those first 72 hours was really, really grim, but my body pulled through, and, far as anyone can tell, the baby is none the wiser (though he did get a good healthy dose of narco post-op and a 4-day-round-the-clock-dose of antibiotics via IV to my body).

So now I’m on indefinite bed rest at the hospital. Since I was asymptomatic when all of this started (save a little spotting) my doctors are hesitant to breathe a sigh of relief. We’re forced to take everything day by day and pray for the best.

It’s been 14 days since I arrived here. It’s been incredibly hard not to see Nora, Maisey and Paul all the time. It’s been a major test of character to have to surrender 100% control of everything in my life. From caring for my child, to my own body. I have to be strong every day and remember that I’m a mere vessel. Here to incubate the newest member of our family. It’s not an easy job at all. I was in a lot of physical pain early on. Now I’m in a lot of emotional pain. But when I focus on one day at a time, that helps.

This past Saturday I hit 24 weeks in my pregnancy, which is a huge milestone. Should baby boy arrive at this point, there are life saving measures that can be taken. That was not the case when I first arrived at 22 weeks.

So we are grateful for every small victory and we’ll keep pushing on. There are so many more details to the story, but the above is the gist. We’d appreciate it if you could keep us all in your prayers and hold space for us. We’ve got a long, long road ahead and hope that it’s drama free.




16 thoughts on “6.14.2016 – Seriously?

  1. Andrea I am praying for you. So wish you didn’t have to go through this, but always so inspired by your strength. Big hugs.


    • Wow! I cannot even begin to imagine what it has been like for the past two weeks Andrea-I realize you have a long road ahead but the 24 week milestone sounds encouraging….hugs and prayers to you, Paul and family.

  2. Aw you poor baby and your little guy!!! I work with AP moms daily so would like to send you a little package as what I give them. So please send me your address there….lots of prayers and stay off your feet!!..xoxo

  3. Cheers for passing 24 weeks! Hooray! And oh my goodness! Keeping you in my prayers and positive thoughts. Is there anything you’d like to pass the time? Board games? Cards? A visitor just to chat and/or commiserate? Just say the word…

  4. Our prayers are with you all my sweet darling angel ❤️❤️❤️ God bless you
    Love you darling xxx
    Sarita Robert Pete n Alfie 🐾🐾

  5. OH I am so sorry that you are going through all of this. I know how hard it is to be on hospital best rest, hard on you, Nora and your hubby. We went through it with our third. We hired a nanny to help with the house and the kids (that helped Keith so much). I had all of my craft projects brought to the hospital to keep my mind busy, but only so much of that helped. Movies help for a couple hours, but then you are back to the reality of the hospital bed. Ambien helped a ton, let me sleep and I didn’t even know that they were coming in every night to take my vitals. You feel like an incubator and at some point you will ask yourself if it is all worth it. You don’t even know this baby yet. But I will tell you, Becca and I have a special bond, we spent many hours alone in the hospital and we are so close now and I couldn’t imagine my life with out that crazy child. Please let me know if you would like to talk. I don’t want to impose on you, I totally understand if you want to be left alone. Just hang in there, 33 weeks would be marvelous! As always, you are in my prayers and in my heart.

  6. We’ll be sending positive vibes your way. I wish you didn’t have to be dealing with this but, on the bright side, I think you are at the greatest hospital for what you are going through. I had my first there at 25 weeks and 1 day and I could not have prayed for a better staff (doctors and nurses) and facility than CPMC. The care I received from when I went in to pre-term labor at 23 weeks through discharge with a happy and healthy baby boy was nothing short of amazing.

  7. Keep the faith. One day at a time. Every day the baby stays in is a milestone. Sending lots of prayers and good vibes your way!!!

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