I was scheduled to be induced December 23 (37 week gestation) 2 days before Christmas with the plan being we would be able to bring our present home Christmas morning. The day before I had my last ultrasound and amino with everything looking great we was to be approx 7lbs and he was a healthy baby boy with fully matured lungs (I would hope so with 3 doses of steroids). Labor was quite different from that of my first, but I was chalking that up to Av being premature and smaller. Boy I wished I was right. It was a very intense labor contractions were hard core and began coming about every minute so I couldn't recover. I chose not to have any pain relief as I has labor before with nothing and I did fine, man was I in for a whole new experience.
I pushed for about 2 hours before Danny was born. Danny was delivered 12-23-03 at 5:56pm weighing in at 9lbs 1.9oz (um were did the extra 2lbs come from over nite) and he was 21.25" long. I longed for the moment my baby would placed on my chest after delivery as with Av being so premature she was sent away to the NICU immediately after delivery.......but that moment never came.
I remember hearing NO CRYING from Danny and the doctor shouting NOT BREATHING and NO PULSE. Danny was born sleeping :( After putting together the pieces together years later (it's amazing how much information gets "lost" when shit hits the fan) it was figured he was without blood or oxygen for approximately 12 minutes before being resuscitated right at my bedside. You see Danny got stuck in the birth canal with the Umbilical cord that happened to come first (umbilical cord prolapse), so when he got stuck he pinched off the cord resulting in catastrophic events. The cord came out flat and grey and Danny in all senses born dead (no color, not breathing and no pulse with the worst apgar score ever) due to no blood or oxygen (Hypoxic Ischemic Encephalopathy). My perfectly healthy baby was broken. He was given the diagnosis of Spastic Quadriplegia Cerebral Palsy meaning he had high tone that affects all four of his limbs.
Once the NICU team came in and stabilized him they took him down to the NICU to further assess his injuries and care. But not before they allowed me to touch his sweet lil hand. I needed to touch him and let him know I was so SORRY and that I LOVED HIM VERY MUCH as I was unsure if I'd ever see or touch him alive again.
After all the tests scans and monitoring.....Christmas morning I was told he was likely he'd never walk, talk, feed himself, he'd be a vegetable, and it would be a miracle if he made it to his first birthday. How do you like those apples on Christmas morning. I picked up my sweet angel, rocked him in the chair for hours just sobbing for my sweet boy. .
Danny spent 3 weeks in the NICU before we took him home. They can't fix the brain and we knew it was damaged greatly so once they found meds that would help with the seizures and we were able to feed him through a feeding tube down his nose, we were on our way home to love up on him as much as we could and find specialists that would help us learn and care for Danny.
What a story? I could play out all the what ifs, and tell you all the things he can't do......But I won't. My miracle will be turning 12 this year, AMAZING!! I will tell you the he has had a hard life, he has endured more then most do in a life time with illness, surgeries (40+), and medical issues ~ BUT he still smiles, and its a smile that will light up any room. Danny is Av's BIGGEST fan. He LOVES to travel in his RV, float in the pool, and be out and about. He enjoys the moment and is present in his own world. Danny has taught MANY, more then they'll ever be able to teach him. Do I wish the circumstances were different for him....hands down without a doubt, but he's my miracle and I love him just the way he is.
I give him the best life I know possible, I will fight for him with everything I have as Danny is my HERO, my world!!