I am not sure if this is appropriate for this forum if not please move it to the appropriate spot.
I am now twelve weeks pregnant and we lost our precious son Jordan March 11 of this year due to trisomy 18 and being born extemely premature. We knew of his diagnosis from December 20 - the day of his birth March 11. We spent that time trying to plan how to make his time with us as perfect as possible. He was due on Mother's Day 2005, but was born eight weeks early because he stopped moving and his heart was having decelerations.
Today I was talking with my husband about how things went in the hospital when Jordan was born and his 32 hours with us and how I would want things different or the same with our next delivery.
When Jordan was born he was rushed to the NICU. We had decided ahead of time that I wanted Charles to stay with Jordan so that Jordan did not have to be alone. Well, he did that and almost everyone from our bustling OR rushed out also. Leaving me, the anesthesiologist and my OB and a nurse. (At least ten people left with Jordan).
I began crying as I remembered the lonliness of being left there all exposed and empty. It was very hard. I asked him to please stay with me if possible until I am able to leave the OR. He of course agreed. I was very tearful as we spoke.
Then we started talking about what will happen later. And I remembered that twice the nurse tried to make me share a room with a mom and healthy baby. I was distraught and it took a lot to convince them that that would have been torture. Finally Charles was allowed to stay with me, but after Jordan died, they moved us to pediatrics as there were no rooms upstairs for single families. I suddenly realized that they did a lot of moving around to allow me to have Charles stay with me last time because of Jordan's illness and death, but that will probably not happen this time.
When Jordan was about 29 hours old after two days in the hospital, Charles left to go home (only about two miles away) to shower. No sooner had he left then the neonatologist came in and announced that Jordan took a sudden turn for the worse and we had to get him back right away. I was alone when I heard that our sweet son would be leaving us very soon. Charles was back within minutes, but I will never forget how utterly alone I felt.
Now I am terrified of being alone this time. I know it is a different situation and probably things will be just fine, but I am boardering on anxiety attack thinking of being alone. I am so sure they will not allow him to stay over night. It took so much of a fight last time to make it happen.
How do you all reconcile that in your hearts? I wish I could have the c-section and go straight home. Of course that can't happen, then I wish he could stay with me, but I know they will not allow it. And I can't imagine the invasion of sharing a room with someone. I wish our hospital was not stuck in 1950! There is no other option, the next closest hospital is 45 minutes away and my OB doesn't go there.
Maybe it is hormones or grief or just feeling so sick that is making me frantic and I know I have a long time to figure this out, and I can plea with the hospital but it seems hopeless. Please pray that not too many moms are having babies that weekend!!!!
I also realized today that on August 24 it will be 5 and a half months since Jordan's birth and 5 and a half months until our new baby arrives. Every moment after that I will be further from my sweet prince and closer to our new blessing. For some reason that is very confusing and upsetting to me.
rollercoaster of emotions,
Thanks for listening
Jen Missing Jordan so much today