Told by: Marcella
I was 18 when I lost my baby girl. She grew her wings on May 22nd 2000. When I found out I was pregnant with my little girl I couldn’t wait to go in for a scan and listen to the heart beat.
When I was around 5 months, I found out what I was having, I was having a girl! I couldn’t wait to buy her pink clothes. I was sick at the start of my pregnancy but then I was ok. At around 6 months, they kept me in, because I had protein in my urine, high blood pressure and swelling in my feet. When I was better I was allowed home. At 7 months I was feeling too good, so I went to the doctor and he said I was OK and so was my baby, so I went home. I thought this was all normal so I loved feeling my baby kick and doing summersaults inside me. It was so funny we had our own music just me and my baby. Every time I listened to a certain song she would kick or when I’d have a bath she would kick so at 8 months, I went for my check up. It was on a Thursday. The doctor said they would bring me in the following week because she stopped growing and I had preeclampsia so then I went to another doctor, and she checked my blood pressure. She said it was up a bit so she sent me home. As I left the room it was like I was walking on air, i felt so weak and so light headed. I thought it was normal. I didn’t know what was going to happen that Friday. I went in to get bits and bobs for my baby girl. I couldn’t wait to see her so the next day, Saturday, while I was getting my room sorted.
My mom helped me. I was kneeling down folding clothes when then I could feel someting dropping down from under me. I didn’t take notice like, I thought it was normal. Sunday came, and I didn’t feel too good so a friend and I went to the hospital. I didn’t feel her all day Saturday or Sunday so we went in. I had to wait for a while then it was my turn. I told the nurse that I hadn’t felt her moving, so she listened to her on a stethoscope. She couldn’t hear her, so she put the trace on me, and still couldn’t find her heart beat, so then I got a scan.
This is when my nightmare just began. They told me my baby passed away. Well I just flipped. I couldn’t take it in. I wanted to go home. They had to hold me down. They said I had to be kept in. They gave me stuff to bring on labour. I couldn’t take it in. I was in shock when my labour started. The nurse didn’t know I was in labour. My friend had to tell her, so then they brought me to the labour ward.
I started pushing. They dosed me up with morphine or some kind of pain relief. I was out of my head when I was pushing. My baby girls head dropped down my pelvis. The doctor didn’t know I was out of my head. I even knew it. With 3 pushes she was born.
At 3:05 Monday morning, May 22, 2000 my little girl was born.
She was so perfect. Ten fingers ten toes. I got to hold her, I changed her, took lots of photos, I got to Christen her and named her Lea. I had her all day Monday, Tuesday and Wednesday. On Wednesday I had to organize her funeral flowers and stuff so then went back. I couldn’t be out for long. Her funeral was on a Thursday. She had a lovely white coffin. I was able to hold her while the priest was doing the mass. The mass was in the hospital and I couldn’t take it in. She was leaving me. We buried her with her two uncles so she wasn’t alone.
I miss her so much. I had to be back at the hospital for my sister. I booked a room for afterward because I couldn’t stay. I was getting weak and dizzy so I left. A friend and I went back to the hospital that night. I was getting a shower; a nurse had to wash me. I was in shock, my head was spinning, I just wanted to die. I stayed in until Saturday. Then I went home. I had to start my life without my baby girl.
Lea, I miss you loads baby. Mammy loves you, forever.
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