On my first prenatal check up we were told that I was about 8 weeks along, and that the Dr wanted us to go for an ultrasound later that week. The first untrasound was scary there was only this tiny little dot in my uterus. I thought the baby was ectopic, but it turned out to be that I was only about 4 weeks along. When I was 9 weeks I was sent in for another ultrasound. I remember watching the screen and all of a sudden hearing this fast swushing sound and the tech saying that's the babies heart beat I cryed tears of joy , I was toataly amazed that a tiny little person was growing inside of me. We were told that the baby looked good and that everything was as it should be. We were given a due date of May 11 2000. We went out and bought a few childrens books to read to the baby and a few new CD's for the baby as well, we wanted our child to love music and literature as much as we do even before it was born. Travis began to read to the baby every night before bed, he finally decided that the book "The Velveteen Rabbit " was their favorite night night story and read it every night for the rest of my pregnancy. I was the one who decided that I would be the main one to teach the baby about music since Travis and I have different taste in music and my taste are broader than his (he woud tell you differently) at that time I was really into the music of Stevie Ray Vaughn, something my father had gotten me into as a child. Later on in my Pregnancy when I could feel the baby move sometimes it would feel like she was keeping beat with the music, Travis thought it was the funniest thing he would say the Baby was "break dancing". We decided we didn't want to call the baby "it" so we nicknamed the baby Littlebear.
When I was 20 weeks we were sent for a third ultrasound, we were hoping to find out if the baby was a boy or girl, but the baby was in a breech position we were told that, that was a normal position for the baby to be in at that stage in my pregnancy, and that the baby should turn by the time I was ready to deliver. The nurse said she wanted to look at my cervix and after the ultrasound was done, she started asking me a bunch of question about leaking I told her that I hadn't been and she said are you sure? I told her that I was,when we asker her about her question we were told to talk it over with my Doctor, when we were able to talk to my Doctor we were told that my amniotic fluid was slightly low, and that it was nothing to worry about , that it would more than likely go up, but that they would do more ultrasounds to monitor the babies fluid, I was given an ultrasound every two weeks and assured every single time that things were ok, I went in for another ultrasound on Februrary 21 and was told the same thing as all the ultrasounds before that one, I got a phone call from the Doctors office later that week asking me to come in on the 27th. When we went to the appointment, we were told that they had made an appointment for me to see a Prenataltologyst the next day it was then that we were finally told that my amniotic fluid had gone down a "little" more and they wanted to do a levle II ultrasound just to make sure.
I remember that next day very vividly, my mom had drove me out to where Travis was working at the time, because it was close to the hospital. I was scared I knew something was wrong by then and I didn't know what to expect. When Travis and I got to the hospital I had a million butterflies in my stomache. We were called back to answer some questions and then taken back for my 6th ultrasound. During the first ultrasound of that day the nurse didn't talk much at all I remember watching her move the wand around on my belly with a stressed look on her face Travis was holding my hand I kept asking her if everything was ok, she just said I don't know I can seem to find her right kidney it might just be due to the lack of fluid, I had better get the Doctor, It was at that moment I knew something was terribly wrong, when the Doctor came in to do his ultrasound, he didn't say a word when we tryed to ask a question he told us that he would talk to us after he was done. I was shaking by then, it took all I had to keep from breaking down on the table. I just layed there and Prayed for a miracle begging God to let my baby be ok. When the Doctor was done he informed us that our Baby had been without amniotic fluid for a while and that there was only one kidney, and that he wasn't too sure if it functioned the way it should, that he wanted to admit me to the hospital for an amnio infusion (that's where they put fluid into the womb) and to another ultrasound after that to get a better idea of just what was wrong with the baby. He also told us that it might be necessary to deliver the baby early if we wanted to give her a fighting chance. The Doctor and nurse left the room to go fill out the paper work and so I could get dressed. I got up got dressed and asked my husband to call my mom and ask her to pack our bags and bring them to us, I was walking arround the room when I heard him say "Trish things don't look so good could you pack us a bag and bring it to us" his word were like a kick in the head, I remember thinking my baby is sick how did this happen what did "I" do wrong .
I was admitted to the hospital arround 4:00 pm and was put on bed rest and a liquid diet, I kept thinking that if I could hear and see the baby's heart beat on the monitor that things were going to be OK, we were supposed to see the Doctor around 10:00 that night but there had been a delivery, there had been so many deliveries that I didn't see the Doctor til after midnight the next night, he said that they would do the amnio infusion the next morning and that either we would need to deliver the baby the day after that or that I would be in the hospital for the next ten weeks until I delivered . The morning came and went and no Doctor , arround 4:00 that after noon the ultrasound machine was wheeled into the room and the Doctor gave me two small shots to numb my stomache for the amnio needles, he noticed that I was shaking all over and he asked me if I wanted something to relax me, I said if it won't hurt the baby, the next thing I know I feel like I'm floating above the bed the nurse had the wand on my belly so the Doctor could see what he was doing I remember feeling the needles pierce my uterus and the baby moving , my mom and husband were there I tryed to stay focused on my husbands face but I was crying and out of it from the drugs they began to fill my uterus with the fluid , I remember the Doctor holding my hand and telling me that he would do everything in his power to save my baby's life. After the Amnio was done with, they did another ultrasound, the nurse turned to us and asked if we wanted to know the sex we all three said yes, she smiled at us and said you have a little girl we were all thrilled a sweet baby girl, our Reanna Kymberley, Reanna was my mother's first granddaughter. but our joy didn't last too long, when everything was said and done the Doctor told us that Reanna would have to be born that her only kidney did not work and the new fluid wouldn't last long and she would suffocate if she wasn't born , he also told us that she was still breech so it would have to be a C-Section. Reanna was to born the next morning.
That night was the longest night of my life I layed awake all night praying to God asking him for a miracle , to keep my little girl safe and let her be OK . I talked to Reanna telling her how much she was loved and all the things we would do together telling her that everything would be OK that mommy daddy and Jesus would take good care of her.
I was still awake when the nurse came in to get me ready for the delivery I was so full of mixed emotions I was excited and scared .
Reanna Kymberley Davis was born at 7:50 am on Thursday March 2nd 2000 she weighed 2 pounds and 14 ounces. I will forever remember the look on Travis' face when the Doctor told him to stand up and watch his daughter be born I have never seen so much pride and love on one persons face before in my life. He squeezed hy hand and said "Heather she's so Beautiful I wish you could see her, she has a head full of hair" and then I heard a faint cry Travis said did you hear that? That's our baby. Then he leaned over and kissed my forehead and said"you did good momma" I remember thinking she's crying everythings gonna be OK she will be home by my due date.I got a quick glimps of her as they were wheeling her to the NICU, but I couldn't see much her feet were covering her face she was still in the breech postiton. I wanted a better look. I was sent to the recovery room and I was in and out of it people were coming in and congratulating me on a beautiful baby girl. On the way back to my room from the recovery room I was taken to the NICU to see Reanna and Travis was already there, I still couldn't get a good look at her from the gurney, the nurses told us that she was doing good and asked us a few questions. Then I was taken to my room, the nurse told me I had to wait an hour before I cold go back to the NICU, When I was finally able to go see Reanna, I was shocked there were some many tubes and machines all around her, there was a plastic box over her with plastic wrap on the top of it , the nurse handed me a pair of rubber gloves and told me how to touch her, and then she took away the box and pulled the blankets down I was in aww she was the most beautiful thing I had ever seen, she had her daddy dark hair and ears , my nose and mouth. The nurse told me I could touch her . I touched her forehead and said "mommy's right here Reanna and I love you" She opened up her eyes and looked at me, my heart melted. My husband had to drag me away, and make me go lay down. When we got back up tp my room he helped me into bed , then went back down to be with Reanna. I was woken by the NICU head nurse coming in to tell me that there had been a problem that Reanna had to be put on a stronger vent, but that things were looking better, Travis came up and got me and took me back down to Where Reanna was, this new vent was even louder than the first one and it shook her crib, her nurse said that she had given Reanna sdomething to Relax her, the Problem with the last vent was that Reanna kept trying to breathe against it that she was trying to breathe for herself which was both good and bad, good because she was trying to breathe for herself and bad because her lungs weren't developed enough for her to get the amount of oxygen she needed. It was then that I noticed my mom looking in the window and I asked if she could come in, and the nurse went and got her, my mom's heart was stolen, she wasn't allowed to stay long it was the first time she got to get a look at Reanna. We went back up to the room and after a while Travis decided he was going to go home and freshen up and bring me back some more clothes, I had them drop me off with the baby so I could spend some more time with her. I hadn't been there too long when Reanna's Doctor walked up and asked me to sit down . What he told me Broke my heart, He told me that they couldn't find her bladder but that it was seen on the ultrasound that my Doctor had done before she was born, he said to hope for the best but to expect the worst. He left me alone with Reanna. I stood there holding her tiny little hand crying thinking to myself how can my baby be so sick she's perfect, 10 finger, 10 toes. Mommies are supposed to be able to Kiss the hurt and make it all go away but I couldn't kiss the hurt, because of germs. My dad came to see us and was able to get in to see Reanna. When I got back to my hospital room, my Doctor came by to see how I was doing and to tell me that he had seen a bladder on the ultrasound . I remember thinking to myself that this is the scariest roller coaster ride I had ever been on and I wanted off.
We got the Phone call at 10:15 that night telling us that Reanna was dieing. When we got to her all of the monitors were blinking and going off, my world shattered right before my eyes, my baby was fighting for her life and there was nothing I or anybody else could do to save her my heart screamed. I was seated and they handed her to me, I kissed her over and over again thinking my kisses and love could save her. I handed her to her daddy and I remember hearing him whisper to her "baby girl please don't go I want you here". Travis must have called my mother beacause all of a sudden she was there. Reanna would take these deep sighing gasp for air my mother broke down , Holding Reanna saying "it's OK angel you faught the good fight go home to God" . I knew that I had to tell her the same thing for her sake if not mine . I took Reanna from my mothers arms and kissed her hand and told her how much I loved her but that it was OK for her to go. I handed Reanna back to her daddy so he could say his last goodbye.
Reanna left my arms and flew home to God at 11:07 pm on March 2nd 2000, 15 hours and 17 minutes after she was born into this world.
I was in my hospital room when the nurses brought Reanna in, I took her in my arm and half way expected her to breathe or move, when she didn't I screamed as loud as my lungs would let me, everyone came running my mom and husband had been down stairs making all the phone calls and were just stepping off the elevators when they heard me . I was clutching my baby I wanted so much for her to move or breathe , the next thing I remember is my family is there and my daddy is sitting on my bed rubbing my hand , my mom had the baby, and travis is on the phone I asked for the baby , a few pictures were taken and then the nurses came to get Reanna I was thinking don't leave her in the dark , babies are affraid of the dark. After that the rest of my hospital stay is a blur I remember seeing Reanna once more by myself but that's it. I can not wait to meet her again!
