I discovered that I was expecting on 11th December 2007. My pregnancy had been easy, no morning sickness no pains nothing, that was until 5th May 2008.
I know now that my story is maybe one of many, however for me it was a miracle. My story basically begins to unfold with visiting my Obs and (already overweight) being told to watch what I eat etc…. which I did. The 5th and 6h month of my pregnancy I basically put on 11kg in under 7weeks. My GP wasn’t worried, however, I was. Mentioned to my GP about pre-eclampsia – only to be told that I was too early to develop that (I was 26weeks exactly the day I saw my GP on 5th May). My BP was 200/130 and I had protein in my urine – my GP sent me home with a referral for an urgent ultrasound the next day.
Later in the evening of the 5th I developed pain in my abdomanol region and also in my back between my shoulder blades. Having not been in bed long, got up and was sick. Throughout the night this continued. I got my husband to take me to Werribee Mercy as I knew something wasn’t right – this was 6am – no sleep nothing!
Admitted to Werribee emergency by 6.05am with BP 220/120 – not good at all. Steroid needles were placed into my thighs, needles in my arms for drips and taking of bloods, tablets etc…. my poor husband just sat back wondering what the hell was happening to me. We were then told at 7.10am that our baby girl wasn’t well and nor was I that my husband “could” loose both of us if I don’t stablize and they transport me to the Royal Womens Hospital where, we were told, our daughter would be born that day (6th May) I cried and I cried…. so many tears but my immediate thought in all of this was that we were going to fight this fight and we would both survive no matter what.
Eventually 10.30am on 6th I was transported to RWH upon where I was stablized. With half hourly observations, no fluids, monitoring of me and our daughter, doctors in and out, nurses in and out I was exhausted.
4am on the morning of 7th May – no sound on the baby monitor, nurses and doctors both alarmed and in they came with machines. Eventually about 10mins later they found a weak heartbeat of our daughter and then gave me yet another lot of steroids, however, also informed me that more than likely our daughter would have to be born today. 7am we had an ultrasound which confirmed that our daughter was undernourished and distressed beyond belief, and so was her mother! My husband arrived by 7.30-8am on the morning of the 7th May and was informed by the doctors that we were going to have a baby that morning. My husband asked how soon, they said by lunchtime we will be parents! 26weeks 2days of pregnancy and I was going to me a mummy.
Our daughter, Milica Alix Nika, was born at the Royal Womens Hospital at 1.01pm on the 7th May 2008 by classic c-section weighing 575gms and in taking her 1st breath by herself, the doctors said that we have a fighter on our hands – and today she still is our little miracle fighter girl.
During the 4 and half month stay in the RWH we experienced the usual roller coaster rides that I expect all prem mums have gone through, but to us this was new, no books prepared us for this, no one took us aside and said this is what can happen – WHAT THE HELL!?!?!?!?
It was 2days until I was well enough to see Milica – and I cried non stop for 24hrs after seeing her….. my little girl, how could I do this to her? I totally blamed myself and still do (deep down) for her being born so early and having such a fight in life.
During Milica’s stay in hospital she was intubated twice, was on CPAP and then on Dummy CPAP (2 and half months in total CPAP) as her nasal septum broke down (plastic surgery required when she is about 4-5yrs old), about 2 days of phototherapy for jaundice, several courses of steroids to help her lungs develop. Milica was also diagnosed with Entrabactor and was placed in quarantine with 4 other babies so that it wouldn’t spread.
On the 18th September, we brought Milica home – she is currently on oxygen 24/7 (due to chronic lung disease) and hoping that a review at the Childrens’ Hospital will enable her to come off it, if not then maybe next month. We have been told that it could be upto 6months for her to be on oxygen.
As I write this story I have the tears running down my face, I just can’t believe that she is here, being so tiny and having such a fight in life at such and early stage and also knowing that 13yrs ago I was told that I would never be able to have children, in saying that our little miracle is here and here she will stay.