Saturday, 22 February 2014

Mom of 3 at 22 (A guest blog by @caitlin_yarbrough)

I have always wanted to blog but I know I'm not that interesting. Then I realized maybe I can be more inspirational then interesting so here we go.
My name is Caitlin, I'm 22 years old, married, and a mother to 3 children. You're probably thinking what 3 kids by 22 this girl is crazy!

I have a son that is 4 years old named Aiden Allen! I conceived him when I was 17 years old, still in highschool. I graduated while 9-10 weeks pregnant and was very proud of myself.
I have a daughter named Bayleigh Diana. She is 2 years old and I conceived her while I was 19. The last is my miracle; Annistyn Ryan. She is going to be 4 months on March 7th!
I plan on conceiving a fourth baby by this time next year fingers crossed!

Now on to my story;

The first two pregnancies of Aiden and Bayleigh were both unplanned. They both were completely healthy. Now my third pregnancy was rocky. We tried for 6 months to get pregnant with Annie! When I first saw two beautiful pink lines on the pregnancy test, I cried. I couldn't believe it, finally I was having a third baby! I called my OB and she marked me down for a first appointment. 2 days later I had horrible stabbing pains and was throwing up brutally. I called my ob and she said come in immediately. I went in a little worried but felt invincible. I carried two babies why would anything be wrong now? The ultrasound screen came on and I thought "how cool, an ultrasound". No, this was the worst ultrasound I have ever experienced. There were two empty sacs. The tech said I had something in my right tube. I started crying as she wrote ectopic pregnancy down, and told me I would be given medicine to end the pregnancy. I asked if an ectopic pregnancy had ever been successful, and she had told me I would die if I carried. They made me drive straight to the hospital for a second ultrasound. More advanced with a high risk specialist. I never felt so miserable and sad in my life. That half hour trip felt like hours, even days. I go in, and it's the same procedure. Lay down on the cold seat and wait for that screen to turn on. She starts looking very intently and determines that nothing should be done now. We needed to wait another week and see what it looks like, until then I had to do a blood work to watch hcg count go down every day. But my numbers were going up just like they should. I felt hopeful that week was the worst. I remember googling all day, it consumed me. Finally the day came that I could finally find out if I was going to carry this peanut. I laid down and stared at that same screen. This time, I still had two sacs and something was still in my tube, but something beautiful was in one sac! With a heartbeat and a strong one at that! The same moment I was filled with happiness, I was crushed with news that was devastating. I was told there was a huge chance this baby would not survive. We had to make sure whatever was in my tube was not growing. Thankfully nothing attached to my tubal lining, so about a week later I absorbed whatever that was. My tube was clear and I still had two sacs. Only one had a heartbeat and a baby in it. The next ultrasound I was so excited, finally I was gonna get some good news right? No, I didn't. I was told that I hemorrhaged into my uterus and it was sitting right next to my perfect baby. If it was to move it could suffocate my baby and that would be over. I prayed and prayed and had weekly ultrasounds to watch the bleed. They called it a subchronic hemorrhage. I had that from 8 weeks to about 14/15 when my baby got so big it pushed the bleed out! I went to the hospital, but they ruled it was the hemorrhage! My baby was finally perfectly healthy! I was taken off high risk and considered a normal pregnancy! At 15 weeks 3 days I went and had a 4d ultrasound they said it's a boy! I named him Carson Allen! At about 19 weeks I had my anatomy scan she said "Do you know what your having?" I said yes a boy! So happily we wanted a boy so bad haha! She replied by telling me, "no you are having a girl!" I started crying. Not sad tears, I was happy! I couldn't believe it, another girl! We named her Annistyn! I love Jennifer Aniston and felt it was perfect!
I had a perfect pregnancy for a few weeks and then at about 25 weeks landed in the hospital, diagnosed with pregnancy induced kidney disease! I was put on high risk again. I felt defeated.. I just wanted to be healthy and enjoy this pregnancy blessing. Then at 30 weeks I went into labor, I dilated to a 1.5 and went 50% effaced they injected me with terbutaline. Thankfully it stopped my contractions and my labor! I was put on strict bedrest! I stayed this way until 38 weeks 3 days when I went into labor! Annie was finally coming. They broke my water and discovered there was meconium (fetal poop) in my amniotic fluid. This worried the nurses and doctors. Annie came into the world weighing 7lbs 4ounces! She barely cried I was able to hold her and talk to her and then they took her away.
She didn't get to come back to my room the whole time she was at the hospital. She had meconium aspiration and was put in the level 3 NICU. She was on oxygen and had iv antibiotics. My heart hurt I wanted her so bad I wasn't even allowed to hold her the first night. After 3 hard days in the nicu she was released home. 
There is more of course that happened later we had a bad case of jaundice we battled. This is just a small glimpse into my life. I'm sure I could go on for days about more! Thanks for reading!

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