Gastroschisis

Hello!

I was 24 yrs old  in 2004 when my husband and i went in for a routine check-up during my second pregnancy.  this was such an exciting time b/c we were going to find out the sex our newest addition to the family.  when we went to the doctor’s office all was well until his face went a blank and he told us something did not appear normal.  he sent me on to a speacialist which saw me the same day.  he told me that my SON had gastroschisis and would most likely need surgery after his birth.

this was the beginning of complete and total disaray for me.  i was so incredibly scared for my baby and his health.  not to mention that i had never heard of this rare abnormalty before in my life.  i was scared and very detemined for answers which seemed few and far between.  as i’m sure most of you know, they like to say less than more in most of these situations.

my husband and i are both white were in our twenty’s at the time.  we had both come from pretty well to do families in texas.

i was told that i was a high risk pregnancy and would be seen by the dr. every 2 weeks.  this did offer me a bit of comfort b/c i was in contact with the doctors so much and i felt like i was able to moniter my pregnancy better.

as the days grew closer to my son’s much awaited arrival my husband and i grew more and more nervous.  so nervous it was gut wrenching.  i can’t even try to explain it to someone who can’t relate.  it was the worst feeling in the world.  yet, i was so excited to meet this little man inside of me who was so active and normal seeming to me.

at 37 weeks when i went for my now weekly check up with the specialist, he told me that my baby was entering into growth retardation and needed to be delivered soon.  the did an amnioscentisis and found that his lungs were not quite ready yet.  at this point i was told to expect that he would be small but not much more than that.  it could be a best case scenario if you will or it could be an extreme case.  i was terrified.  i was given a shot to mature his lungs and checked again the next day.  it was then that i was told he was ready to be born!  they scheduled a c-section for the next morning and told me to go home and rest.

i must say that night i cried so much.  i was scared, nervous, scared nervous….you know the feeling.

the next morning i went in for delivery and about 1 hr later i was hearing my sweet little angel being born.  it was the most amazing sound that my ears had ever heard.  knowing he was okay enough to cry was enough for me.  i knew at this point i was in the hands of god and the eyes of the angels.  my son, everson was born 6 pounds 9 ounces and 21 inches long.  this was awesome that he weighed so much!!!!! he amazed everyone immediatley and continues to this very day:)

my son, everson was born with his stomach, appendix, colan, liver, kidneys, small intestine, large intestine, bowel  everything in his midsection on the outside.  much more than i had expected.  he went into surgery 2 hours after he was born.  my husband said that all of his intestines put together were bigger than he was when they delivered him.  my husband watched.  ( i breathe very deeply right now from anxiety that i feel just thinking about it.) during his first surgery they tried  to put everything back inside but were unable to because everything was so swollen from floating in the amniotic fluid for 9 months.  i expected this might happen.

he went through 7 surguries, e-coli, 2 blood tranfusions, paralyzing medication and a lot of love but the finaly got everything in and were able to close up the wall.  THANK YOU GOD!!!!!

now he could begin waking up, trying to eat, keeping the food down, and staying healhy.  this was a whole new path thati did not expect.  b/c once you get evrything in is just like stage 1.  then there is stage 2 of finding out if everything works properly or if he will need further medical attentio in life.    he also suffered from ademia and was so swollen himself.  which i also expected.

at 2 weeks old i got to finally hold my son for the fist time.  my husband and i were beside ourselves.  here was this amazingly stong yet so tiny individual who was a true fighter.  the nurse placed him in my arms and as i put my lips to his cheek his hand laid ever so gently on my face.  for this was a love like no other i  knew:)

after 37 days and many obstacles to get there, my husband i got to leave the hospital with our little miracle boy.  he was eating and digesting 3onces of milk every 3-4 hours.  he also had never had problems with this which was a miracle all in itself.  it’s amazing how each little step in this is a huge enormous miracle by itself.

and now i find myself getting on to the same little strong willed child and i smile and remind myself to thank god each and every day that he is healthy and totally normal.  his scar is bout 3 inches long and is his first battle wound in life.  we call it his “super hero” scar.  because he is a super hero!!

so, to you my thoughts and prayers go out.  these children are amazingly strong, incredibly blessed, and unbelievably loved by so many.  a special thank you goes out to all the doctors, nurses, family, friends and prayers.  thank you.  we love you!  all of you are amazing.  if you are just now going through this please feel free to contact me for support.  but first contact god and place all of your faith in him:)

god bless