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This mom always faced difficulties in giving birth so she did the unthinkable

This mom always faced difficulties in giving birth, so she did unthinkable. Anyone who has tried for a vbac knows that you do not want to get to the hospital too early Hospital staff. Hospital staff are often apprehensive about letting a woman who is trying for a v-backed labor when Paula diamore Was preparing for her third birth she’d, already been through one successful v-back.

So she had her team in place and ready for the big day, but proving that no amount of preparation can truly predict when your baby decides to arrive. She ended up delivering in the family Jeep in the parking lot outside Boca Raton Regional hospital, and she has an array of incredible photographs that document The Experience thanks to her birth, photographer, Paula splencta, when her contractions were 15 minutes apart, she decided to call her birth Team, her Doula birth, photographer, mom and close friend who isn’t Ellen deaners.

She wanted her friend to check her, so she didn’t head to the hospital too early. She called her Midwife to let her know she was in labor and would call her when she was on the way to the hospital Dia Moore was multitasking like a boss, while in labor she recounted her birth story in an email to scary, Mommy, and let me Be the first to say this woman is incredible: not only did she calmly assemble her birth team while she was in active labor. She also did all of this stuff downstairs and away from her family, so they could sleep. I labored downstairs to allow my husband, Joe and my boys, to sleep. While I paced around she wrote I made coffee for everyone and got Joe’s gift ready for when I was to wake him.

She finally decided to wake her husband before everyone else arrived. She matter of factly writes. I went upstairs to let him know it was time to go and give him his gift, labor coach shirt with his rules. He got up and showered. While I ran to the bathroom to vomit no biggie, just laboring vomiting, getting the whole house prepared making coffee women are truly incredible beings.

If anyone ever disagrees with that statement, just show them the story, she decided to start laboring in the tub while waiting for her nurse friend to arrive, but when she lost her mucus plug made the decision to head to the hospital she headed to the hospital with Her Doula photographer and husband, but her labor started progressing fast. We got on 95 and at this point I’m moaning and screaming, because I can’t control the urge to push She Wrote by the time they pulled up to the hospital. Her baby was emerging. I’M 100 sure my water broke as she came out. Lindsay Doula instructed Joe to catch her head.

Then a nurse came out and moved him over to suction around her face. Since there were a ton of fluids coming out, then Christine Midwife took over and with two to three pushes Daniela was out. She was placed on my chest and we allowed the cord to pulsate a bit. Then Joe was able to come around to the other side of the car and cut the cord. I got out of the car into the wheelchair and escorted to recovery, while holding my baby in my arms.

She extensively planned her birth to try to make her v-back possible and that’s okay. She had a team of knowledgeable people around her when the media expressed interest in talking about the extraordinary events of Paula’s, empowered, second vbac birth, and I asked whether she wanted her birth to be public. Her answer was, yes, splata writes, she did not say yes to undermine birthing decisions made by other women who choose to have repeat cesareans and she did not say yes to become a spectacle in the media. She said. Yes, I tried for a vbac and was unsuccessful.

Like many many women have been that does not take away from my ability to see the positivity of this message. Every woman should feel empowered and supported to make the decisions she wants for her birth, it’s okay to have a vision and plan for your birth. Don’T ever let anyone make you feel guilty for that this miracle moment happened to me and saved our family. I want to share my labor and delivery story with you not to say wow. Look how strong I am or hey here’s a crazy story about Labor.

This story really isn’t about Labor, and it’s really not about me, though it is crazy, I’ll give it that my story is really an illustration that God is real angels, are real, that God performs Miracles and that he does in fact hear and answer our prayers. The day before my due date, I was deep in the throes of Labor, which had been going beautifully for hours. Just like my whole pregnancy, beautiful, clean, nothing to worry about. Then it was time to push at this rate said the Midwife Thomas would be born in just five minutes. Despite the discomfort of Labor, I was beside myself with excitement.

Michael was there cheering me on. I had my office episodes rolling. This whole scene was my dream. Come true, then, everything shattered into a million pieces. The only hope of being stitched back together were the hands of God.

The next few minutes were the worst minutes of my entire life. I’M choking up right now, remembering it machines started beeping. In a matter of a breath about 10 nurses surrounded my bed, they poked me prodded yelled orders to each other, one held my hand and never lost eye contact with me. One flipped me into different positions moment. After moment – and I didn’t know why, as the seconds ticked orders grew, more intense phrase is like we need to get this baby out, stat we’re being suddenly thrown around confused, shocked and in lots of pain.

I looked over at Michael helpless as me. He gazed back into my eyes, then I was lifted onto another bed and before I knew it was happening, we tore out of the room like in the movies we screeched down. The hallway, literally taking turns on two wheels, while yelling for people to get out of the way nurses on all sides of me were yelling. Get a doctor get a doctor. We only have a few minutes.

Tears. Pool in my eyes is my baby. Okay, I choked out to no one in particular oncing with contractions we’re doing everything we can said the Midwife, not daring, to tear her gaze away from the path she was Blazing. I closed my eyes and let the tears roll down my cheeks as the chaos continued around me, so much noise so much everything, but in my head it was just me and baby and Michael in some kind of surreal nightmare. My baby, what’s wrong with my baby: where is my baby?

What’S happening? Is my baby? Okay? Will my baby be okay? Is he alive More Tears, more yelling, my baby, my baby, my baby, I pray Jesus, my baby, someone poked my leg.

Can you feel this we’re in a room with bright lights? Now nurses were still yelling? Are we ready to cut someone yelled? No, my tears flowed more. I feel you, I feel you, a man took my face in his hands. I’m going to take care of you. He said with a mask covering his mouth. The next part of my story takes place. While I was under proving absolutely true the verse, the Lord will fight for you. You only need to be still Exodus.

During our flight to the or the on-call doctor had apparently still been 10 minutes away, but we hadn’t had 10 minutes enter Miracle number one. Another doctor, Apparently one of the most highly respected doctors in the entire Hospital, happened to get to work early that day and literally ran into our Brigade on accident. While strolling the Halls reading emails on her phone.

She was the one who got my baby out in a matter of minutes and saved his life. What had happened I found out later was that my baby’s heart rate had dropped dangerously low in a matter of seconds, and it had continued to drop at an exponential rate. What we didn’t know couldn’t have known at the time was that my body simply doesn’t like labor over the course of just a few hours. I had developed blood clots in response to stress of Labor and possibly shot one of them to the placenta blocking my baby’s air. The other theory is that my body was so stressed by labor that it flat out stopped sustaining him.

The way it was supposed to either way as soon as the doctor got Thomas out and saved his life he’s been the most beautiful, healthy, strong, perfect baby in the world. He’S strong, but mostly God, is strong for him after they got Thomas out. Next came about three hours of reconstructive surgery to my uterus, since they did the emergency C-section. When I was already nearly finished with labor, my uterus was so stretched out and tired that it was shattered by the incision. The Lord had fought for Thomas.

This is where the Lord also fought for me. I had also been ravaged by a terrible sinus infection only two days before Labor and when they put me under and laid me flat for so long mucus had gotten into my lungs when they tried to remove the ventilator. I was on my Airways closed and they had to work to get me to Breathe Again. This was Miracle number two. If the ventilator had successfully come out, I would have never transferred to the ICU I needed to be in the ICU, because only hours later I hemorrhaged badly.

I lost a dangerous amount of blood. Had I been anywhere other than the critical care of the ICU Staff. I don’t know what would have happened, but God knew and he took care of it. This was in the middle of the night enter Miracle. Three a family friend was woken up at this time miles away and heard.

The Lord tell her to pray for my uterus that I would get to keep it that I would have the choice to Bear more children, and so she prayed another family friend. Who’D had contact with my mom was already awake and praying for me and while she prayed she received a vision of angels filling my room in the ICU. She saw them calmly doing their jobs, guiding the doctor’s hands, stopping the bleeding and protecting me. Then, just weeks ago, two weeks after all, this happened, a woman who had prayed for me but who I’ve never seen or even met before called us to tell us that she’d gotten a word that the angel in charge of me. That night was a very important commanding Angel, a commander of God’s Angel Armies.

None of these people had talked to each other, just talked to God. My favorite verse has always been for he will command his angels concerning you to guard you in all your ways. Psalm: 91. 11. I’ve prayed this verse over myself and my family daily for years, and God heard every prayer I’ve ever uttered.

He heard and he answered the bleeding was still dangerously thick. When the doctor came to Michael. We have one more thing: we’d have to try, he explained, but if it doesn’t work, we’ll have to do an emergency. Hysterectomy, Michael, didn’t bat, an eye she wants to be here for this baby hands down. If you need to take it, she’d tell you to take it in a heartbeat.

The doctor left and Michael prayed that if God wanted to grow our family in other ways that he’d take my uterus and give us peace, God did give us peace, but he did not take my uterus. He saved my uterus – God not only called his people to pray for me, but he had heard their prayers enter. Miracle 4. The surgeon who’d come to Michael who’d, worked on me for hours. Who’D fought gallantly and won the battle to save.

My child-bearing uterus was the most skilled surgeon in the entire practice. Nurse’S informed us later. We couldn’t have planned our rescue any better. The last ditch effort worked beautifully. The bleeding stopped my uterus was saved.

My body can bear more children. Praise the Lord praise, the Lord praise, the Lord enter Miracle. Five, the ICU nurse who was taking care of me used to be a labor and delivery nurse. Does she want to breastfeed? She asked Michael, I was out of it for about 36 hours.

Michael made all decisions for me. He’S amazing. Yes, very much so Michael responded get that baby in here and put him on her breast as soon as possible. The nurse commanded and they did I’ll, not share the picture of the time. I met my son here because it’s sacred and personal, but man it is the most beautiful picture of two children of God, rescued in full one battered and bruised pretty bad, but not dismayed.

One young and perfect and safe and sound both Victorious. My first memory after coming to was the same brilliant nurse Wheeling my baby in to see me again. We have a visitor she’s saying cheerfully. I was fully aware that I was in tons of pain and had tubes coming out my nose and throat rendering me unable to talk, but I also had no idea what had happened. Then I saw my boy and cried through my tube-filled smile.

He was so healthy. So perfect, I didn’t care about anything else. Skin to skin. I wrote down, don’t be discouraged if he doesn’t nurse honey. We just fed him said the nurse I didn’t care.

They placed him on my chest and instantly he nuzzled into me, his mama, not carrying one iota about the tubes or my lack of voice. He latched onto my breast. We both melted, I cried, the nurses cried and my baby, and I have had the most special amazing nursing experience together ever since, despite all the trauma we both went through our bodies and hearts knew what to do. Nursing him at midnight is still one of my favorite times with my boy enter miracle 6. A mere two days later I was off the ventilator. Apparently, most people don’t get off a ventilator for two weeks. I only took two days. This was not my strength. This was God’s mercy. Then we were moved into a family unit room with our precious boy.

My vitals continued to improve, miraculously doctors and nurses visited a room one after the other. I just wanted to meet you each one would say: I’ve heard your story, you’ve literally been through hell and back and you’re doing so. Well, it’s incredible with Thomas in my arms. I would just smile, it was awful, but we’re good. Only four days after being off the ventilator. I was well enough to go home. The surgeon visited me before we left. I want you to know, you have nothing to be afraid of. He said: if you want more kids, you can have them. This Fiasco will never happen again.

Your uterus is recovering as from a normal C-section at this point and next go around we’ll do a scheduled one it’ll all be fine. Then he smiled go live your life. Michael and I left the hospital buckled, our baby into the car and stared at each other with tears in our eyes, we’d been in a battle of epic proportions and God had won it handily for us. Let’s go home little buddy Michael said: kissing Thomas on the head: let’s go home enter Miracle seven.

I was supposed to be anemic for two months after my hemorrhage a mere two weeks later, at my blood count check, I was informed by my very surprised doctor that I had already had the blood count of a healthy female who hadn’t even gone through a normal Labor, Not only was I not anemic, but my vitals were stronger than ever then at Thomas’s, First pediatric appointment, his doctor scanned our Hospital file and then stared at us wow we nodded we like to do things with a bang haha.

He shook his head you’re rock stars, not only that, but this is one of the most beautiful, healthy, newborns I’ve ever seen. We smiled praise the Lord praise, the Lord praise, the Lord. I know I’ll be processing these events for a while, but I also have a very contented piece. Yes, there are times I still break down and cry remembering the trauma and heartache. I still get angry that it happened this way but enter Miracle.

Eight. There are more times that I smile at my baby, while holding him than I complain like all new parents, about lack of sleep that I sing lullabies at night that we go on family walks. We’re healthy we’re here, We’re Not Afraid we have the choice to Bear more children like the doctor said this will never happen again, but mostly, if God can fight for me so powerfully, while I’m at the weakest, I’ve ever been barely hanging on. How will he not also continue to be faithful in the future? If, God is for us who can be against us Romans, 8 31.

I’ve learned firsthand that prayers are powerful, that angels are real, that God has not stopped performing miracles in our modern day, and I know that I know that I know in my deepest of hearts that God is the realest reality. There is be still. He will most assuredly fight for you beloved I’ve. Seen it firsthand it’s my story. I pray his mercies and faithfulness over you, too Abundant Blessings and healthy, safe labors and deliveries to you Robin

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