Jared

I got to spend some quality one on one time with my youngest son yesterday, and it was great!  I must admit, I've got a pretty awesome kid.  He is smart, funny, kind and one of the most tender hearted people I know.  On top of all that, it is a miracle he was even born.

I found out I was pregnant with Jared at the hospital in Provo.  My other son had just turned one and was on his second day in the pediatric unit with RSV.  The nurses noticed that I kept running to the ladies room and ask me if I was okay.  I told them I thought I had eaten something bad or maybe I was getting the flu.  On day three, I had felt pretty awful and kept running down the hall to throw up.  I was walking back down the hall to see Jordan when one of the nurses came up to me and with a huge smile said "This may be the 9 month flu".

She was right.  I found myself a few weeks later, getting the results of a ultrasound.  When the doctor told Bri & I we were having a boy, I actually felt a bit disappointed.  I wanted Lindsey to have a sister like I did but before I left the doctors office, Bri and I were excited that Jordan would have a brother that was so close to him in age. 

i had all sorts of problems with this pregnancy.  Six weeks before my due date, my doctor ordered an amniocentesis to make sure things were alright.  Since Bri was working, my sister Lisa went with me. 

Now for those of you who don't know, an amniocentesis  is where a freakishly huge needle is stuck in a pregnant belly, and through  the uterus to get a sample of the fluid around the baby.  If it sounds scary, it is.  My doctor did a quick ultrasound to find the spot to insert the needle so not to hit the baby and then he marked the spot with a purple marker.  I laid there with Lisa holding my hand and closing my eyes tight so I wouldn't see it  coming.  i felt the needle go in, and it felt like the needle had pushed through to my spine.  The second I felt that pressure I wondered how Lisa was doing watching all this so I opened my eyes. 



yep, horrified.

 I'm not sure there are words to describe the look on her face.  Mix together HORRIFIED, PALE & about to THROW UP and you'll get a good idea of what I saw.  Truthfully, I shouldn't have been surprised at all.  Lisa doesn't like hospitals anyway because she swears they all smell like "mashed peas and disinfectant".

Seeing her face made me start laughing  and when I laughed,
 it pushed the needle out.  He stuck the needle back in a told me to not laugh this time but the baby had already moved so the needle went through the placenta.  Instead of clear fluid, it was blood that filled the syringe and ran down my stomach. 
Lisa gasped and we were quickly sent the hospital next door.  The new plan was that I would spend an hour hooked up to a machine to make sure things were okay and then we would go have that lunch. 

I laid there in that hospital room watching the monitor and listening to Lisa.  She still looked so freaked out that the nurses made her lay down on the small sofa next to me, with her feet up.  They even brought her a cold wash cloth for her head.  It still makes me laugh to think about it.  She was in this weird daze and she kept saying "I'm not kidding...the needle.....blood...so big....I'm not kidding......seriously, it was terrible to watch.....blood.....needle....so big...."  I think the nurses were almost more concerned about her at first!  OH, I forgot to mention she too was pregnant.

 All of a sudden a nurse came in and made me put on an oxygen mask.  "The baby is working a bit to hard.  It's probably nothing."  Our hour was almost up and by this point, so was Lisa.  I called Brian who was working in Bountiful and filled him in.  I was telling him not to worry when an orderly came in the room and said he was taking me down to get another ultrasound.  All the way down the hall as the orderly pushed my bed, Lisa and I talked about how hungry we were. 

Again, Lisa held my hand as we laughed and joked a bit with the girl doing the ultrasound.  It had no more than five minutes when she got very quiet and serious.  "I'll be right back, I have to get the doctor" was all she said as she left the room.  All Lisa and I did was look at each other and we instantly knew something was very wrong.  I have had a few moments where life went from normal to extremely serious.  This was one of those times.  Three doctors came back and we got the news.  When the needle went back in for the second time it had gone through and ruptured the placenta.  My little son was in trouble.

At once, I started shaking and the sister that was a bungled mess of nerves became super sister.  She was calling Brian while i was prepped for an emergency C-Section.  Lisa had scrubbed up and was wearing a mask & gown, ready to be there instead of my husband when Brian came running in.  Jared was born 8 minutes later.

I wanted Brian to hurry back with Jared but when he came back in, it wasn't with a baby, it was with another doctor.   The doctor explained that at the moment Jared was bleeding internally.  They were pumping the blood out of his stomach but it kept filling back up.  Then, after thinking the worst was over, I was told that he needed to go surgery immediately to find out what was going on an stop it.  They would have to cut his little chest open. 

The worst was not over and I started to cry.  Brian, his dad & my grandfather ran down the hall with the guy that had been assigned to be my nurse.  They went to give Jared a blessing and I closed my eye tight to block out what was going on, for the second time that day and started praying.  I had waited no more than 30 minutes when they came back with the doctor.  The pump had stopped.  There was no more blood in his stomach and the pump was no longer needed.  Jared spent a week in intensive care because the blood had hurt the stomach.  To this day, we still don't know what happen to cause internal bleeding.    What I do know, is how blessed we were that day.  Prayers and faith can create miracles.  I am so grateful to have such a supporitve family, especially my awesome sister, Lisa.  Family is the best and creating your own family, with someone you love,  is the best thing I've ever done.   Jared entered the world and every day since then I’ve felt so lucky and blessed to be his mom.

I got to spend some quality one on one time with my youngest son yesterday, and it was great!  I must admit, I've got a pretty awesome kid.  He is smart, funny, kind and one of the most tender hearted people I know.  On top of all that, it is a miracle he was even born.

I found out I was pregnant with Jared at the hospital in Provo.  My other son had just turned one and was on his second day in the pediatric unit with RSV.  The nurses noticed that I kept running to the ladies room and ask me if I was okay.  I told them I thought I had eaten something bad or maybe I was getting the flu.  On day three, I had felt pretty awful and kept running down the hall to throw up.  I was walking back down the hall to see Jordan when one of the nurses came up to me and with a huge smile said "This may be the 9 month flu".

She was right.  I found myself a few weeks later, getting the results of a ultrasound.  When the doctor told Bri & I we were having a boy, I actually felt a bit disappointed.  I wanted Lindsey to have a sister like I did but before I left the doctors office, Bri and I were excited that Jordan would have a brother that was so close to him in age. 

i had all sorts of problems with this pregnancy.  Six weeks before my due date, my doctor ordered an amniocentesis to make sure things were alright.  Since Bri was working, my sister Lisa went with me. 

Now for those of you who don't know, an amniocentesis  is where a freakishly huge needle is stuck in a pregnant belly, and through  the uterus to get a sample of the fluid around the baby.  If it sounds scary, it is.  My doctor did a quick ultrasound to find the spot to insert the needle so not to hit the baby and then he marked the spot with a purple marker.  I laid there with Lisa holding my hand and closing my eyes tight so I wouldn't see it  coming.  i felt the needle go in, and it felt like the needle had pushed through to my spine.  The second I felt that pressure I wondered how Lisa was doing watching all this so I opened my eyes. 



yep, horrified.

 I'm not sure there are words to describe the look on her face.  Mix together HORRIFIED, PALE & about to THROW UP and you'll get a good idea of what I saw.  Truthfully, I shouldn't have been surprised at all.  Lisa doesn't like hospitals anyway because she swears they all smell like "mashed peas and disinfectant".

Seeing her face made me start laughing  and when I laughed,
 it pushed the needle out.  He stuck the needle back in a told me to not laugh this time but the baby had already moved so the needle went through the placenta.  Instead of clear fluid, it was blood that filled the syringe and ran down my stomach. 
Lisa gasped and we were quickly sent the hospital next door.  The new plan was that I would spend an hour hooked up to a machine to make sure things were okay and then we would go have that lunch. 

I laid there in that hospital room watching the monitor and listening to Lisa.  She still looked so freaked out that the nurses made her lay down on the small sofa next to me, with her feet up.  They even brought her a cold wash cloth for her head.  It still makes me laugh to think about it.  She was in this weird daze and she kept saying "I'm not kidding...the needle.....blood...so big....I'm not kidding......seriously, it was terrible to watch.....blood.....needle....so big...."  I think the nurses were almost more concerned about her at first!  OH, I forgot to mention she too was pregnant.

 All of a sudden a nurse came in and made me put on an oxygen mask.  "The baby is working a bit to hard.  It's probably nothing."  Our hour was almost up and by this point, so was Lisa.  I called Brian who was working in Bountiful and filled him in.  I was telling him not to worry when an orderly came in the room and said he was taking me down to get another ultrasound.  All the way down the hall as the orderly pushed my bed, Lisa and I talked about how hungry we were. 

Again, Lisa held my hand as we laughed and joked a bit with the girl doing the ultrasound.  It had no more than five minutes when she got very quiet and serious.  "I'll be right back, I have to get the doctor" was all she said as she left the room.  All Lisa and I did was look at each other and we instantly knew something was very wrong.  I have had a few moments where life went from normal to extremely serious.  This was one of those times.  Three doctors came back and we got the news.  When the needle went back in for the second time it had gone through and ruptured the placenta.  My little son was in trouble.

At once, I started shaking and the sister that was a bungled mess of nerves became super sister.  She was calling Brian while i was prepped for an emergency C-Section.  Lisa had scrubbed up and was wearing a mask & gown, ready to be there instead of my husband when Brian came running in.  Jared was born 8 minutes later.

I wanted Brian to hurry back with Jared but when he came back in, it wasn't with a baby, it was with another doctor.   The doctor explained that at the moment Jared was bleeding internally.  They were pumping the blood out of his stomach but it kept filling back up.  Then, after thinking the worst was over, I was told that he needed to go surgery immediately to find out what was going on an stop it.  They would have to cut his little chest open. 

The worst was not over and I started to cry.  Brian, his dad & my grandfather ran down the hall with the guy that had been assigned to be my nurse.  They went to give Jared a blessing and I closed my eye tight to block out what was going on, for the second time that day and started praying.  I had waited no more than 30 minutes when they came back with the doctor.  The pump had stopped.  There was no more blood in his stomach and the pump was no longer needed.  Jared spent a week in intensive care because the blood had hurt the stomach.  To this day, we still don't know what happen to cause internal bleeding.    What I do know, is how blessed we were that day.  Prayers and faith can create miracles.  I am so grateful to have such a supporitve family, especially my awesome sister, Lisa.  Family is the best and creating your own family, with someone you love,  is the best thing I've ever done.   Jared entered the world and every day since then I’ve felt so lucky and blessed to be his mom.