Tuesday, April 8, 2014

The dreaded question(s)

It wasn't until after we lost Addison that I realized how much I hated the question "do you have children?" or "how many kids do you have?" or even "so, when do you think you'll have children?".  Even to this day I hate answering those questions.  And now, there's one more to add to the list:  "Are you ready to have another?".

Those people that don't know our story, that don't know what it's like to live through the death of your own child, a death that, technically, you caused, have no clue.  And, yes, it was my fault.  It was my body's fault, my immune system.  Yes, I know there was nothing I could have done to prevent it, I KNOW that.  I don't really blame myself for her death, but I know in my heart that it was my body that attacked her.  In 2005, I had 2 life saving blood transfusions.  No one gave a second thought to screening the blood for antigens, it's not common practice in emergency situations; no one could have predicted how life would turn out.

My body attacked Joshua in the same way.  By 24 weeks pregnant, he was very anemic.  Over the next 10 weeks, he received 6 transfusions in utero.  Rainbow pregnancies are stressful without added complications, but this was nearly too much.  So when people say "Are you ready for another?" I just look at them and smile.  They have NO idea.  They don't know that, with antibody isoimmunization, all subsequent pregnancies are usually worse than ones before them.  Babies tend to be more affected by the antibodies, often a lot earlier.  Transfusions are very difficult to do at early stages and most doctors won't do them before 19 or 20 weeks simply because it's too hard to get a needle in to the umbilical cord.  There is another transfusion procedure where the blood can be put in to the baby's tummy, but it's not nearly as effective.  The transfusions themselves suck.  Not only do they come with some pretty high risks (blood clots, severe bleeding, uncontrolled contractions, early delivery, fetal death, etc), they are just plain nerve wracking, uncomfortable and, at times, painful.  Imagine a 6-8 inch needle being plunged in to your uterus after only having a topical/local anesthetic (usually lidocaine, though some docs will actually do spinal blocks; mine didn't).  Sometimes, the first attempt is at the wrong angle, so they have to withdraw the needle and try again.  Once the doc is at the right angle, they then have to get in to the umbilical cord and into the vein without going through it.  Bear in mind, the umbilical cord is not stationary.  And, if you've ever cut the cord, you know just how tough it is.  Not only that, but if the baby hasn't been sedated, he or she can kick or pull on the cord, knock the needle out of the cord or anything else you can imagine.  Joshua was famous for pulling the cord just as the doc got the needle in.  Needless to say after the first transfusion, the docs sedated him without hesitation.  For the most part, my transfusions went very smooth.  There was only one time I was brought to tears.  Right in the middle of the transfusion, my uterus contracted.  It was a very powerful contraction, almost as bad as active labor.  I was so sure something went wrong...but it didn't.  And, I have a healthy baby to prove it.



But do I want to go through all that again?  More than likely, the answer is yes.  We have always said we want 2 (living) children.  But am I ready?  For another kid, yes...for the stress, I'm not always so sure.  So, if I just smile when you ask me "are you ready for another", try to put yourself in my shoes.  Its not easy being in those shoes, trust me. 

Tuesday, February 11, 2014

A New Memorial Piece

A few weeks ago I was contacted by Everlasting Memories, a website that provides cremation and memorial jewelry.  A representative contacted me because they thought my blog would be a good fit for their jewelry.  I happen to agree.  The pieces they offer are beautiful.  In fact, I ordered one of their photo engraved pieces (http://www.evrmemories.com/rhodium-dog-tag-keepsake-jewelry-p/evr6550s.htm) and it turned out beautifully.  As soon as I can, I will post a picture.  I sent one of the few pictures I have of Addison and the engraving is just perfect.  It's very subtle, which is what I wanted.  I can't say enough about it!  I do promise to update this post with a picture soon.  In the meantime, please check out their site.  You can use the link here or find them listed under the "Resources" page at the top of the blog.

Thank you again to Everlasting Memories for creating such a beautiful piece, I absolutely love it!

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

Three and a half years

Yesterday marked another big milestone in your life.  3 1/2 years have passed since you left our lives so quietly.  It passed quietly, just like you.  Momma's been very busy with your brother, since Daddy's away, but that didn't stop me from thinking of you.  Some days it amazes me how fast time has gone by.  In the beginning, just after you died, time felt as though it crawled by.  Grief clouded everything, including time.  I walked through fog for that first year.  When people say grief gets easier, for the most part, they are right.  Grief is always there, but over the years it changes.  It's no longer always the first thing on my mind.  Life has gone on, just as I knew it would.  But I still miss you.  I still wonder what kind of person you would be today.  I love you baby girl.

Wednesday, August 28, 2013

Happy birthday sweet girl

I can't believe it...it's been 3 years.  Three long years since I first met you.  It just doesn't seem right.  Yesterday was a quiet day.  I couldn't bring myself to talk about you, though you were certainly on my mind.  For some reason, this birthday was hard.  I don't know why....  It was almost as hard as your first.

Your short life will always matter to so many people.  Do you realize that, in the 3 years since your death, we've raised nearly $5000 for the March of Dimes?  And momma does other things in your honor, such as stamping necklaces for grieving mommas just like me.  It may not be the HUGE mark that so many parents wish for, but a mark all the same.

I will always miss you, that will never change.  I will always wonder what you would be like and how life would be different if you had lived.  But most of all, I will always love you.  Though I never truly got to know you, that love will never change.  You are my daughter, my first born, and you will always have that piece of my heart.

I love you sweet girl.  Happy birthday

Pics from Grammy P


Friday, August 23, 2013

One year photo shoot

Some days it's hard to believe my baby boy is a toddler now.  How is it that nearly 14 months have gone by already.  My beautiful friend and photographer traveled from Pittsburgh to shoot these gorgeous photos.  Love you Cindy!  Check her out, and, if you live in the greater Pittsburgh area, think about contacting her.  She'll do an awesome job!  Cindy Kimble Photography


Sending love to big sis






Yes, I'm cutie and I know it

Rub a dub dub, Squirmy in a tub

No I don't wanna sit still






Friday, August 9, 2013

All over the place

Lately my emotions have been all over the place.  It seems as though her birthday is affecting me more this year than last.  Of course, last year I had a newborn to care for, but I'm not suite sure what the significance of this year is.

I don't know where to go with it...I'm at a loss with how the grief is hitting me.  I miss her so much.

Friday, July 12, 2013

A birthday celebration 3 years in the making...

Well, today's the day.  It's your first birthday kiddo.  This time last year, the anesthesiologist was trying to get my spinal block to work for the second time (it's 9:26am as I'm writing this but probably won't post until later because I have to add pictures).  You were born at 9:47am after 36 looooooooong weeks of worry and waiting.

I've had a hard time with your birthday.  Not only are you growing so fast, but also I wasn't sure how to act.  I guess I didn't know a first birthday should be a happy occasion.  I mean, I DO know, but for my kids it wasn't.  At least not until now.

I love you more than you will ever know.  It doesn't seem right that I'm this happy, but I am.  Though I will always miss your sister, you bring me the joy I had always imagined with her.


Happy first birthday Joshua!
 
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