Saturday, September 3, 2011

a complicated and scary beginning

I went into labor with Tate on Friday, June 10th around one in the morning.  By 8 a.m. my contractions were fairly regular and pretty strong.  I went to the doctor's office around 10 and she admitted me to the hospital.  It was twelve hours later that Tate was born; however the celebration had to wait.  Tate had a very scary and complicated beginning.  Below is a letter I typed to family and friends a few days after Tate's birth.

Hi Everyone!

I'm sorry that I have not written sooner, but I wanted to let all of you know that Mike and I are now the proud parents of a baby girl!  Her name is Tate Suzanne Wallace and she was born Friday, June 10th at 10:08 PM.  I am doing well physically, however Tate had a very difficult start.  Sometime during delivery, Tate had a bowel movement inside of me and when she was finally delivered she was not breathing and had a very weak heartbeat.  The doctors infomed us that she had ingested some of the meconium during delivery and this was causing her breathing problems.  They began doing chest compressions and giving her bagged air in the delivery room to help her along.  It was a very frightening time, and Mike and I have never been so concerned in our lives.  They rushed her out to the nursery and we received updates about her health throughout the night and early morning.  They put her on a breathing tube to help with her breathing, and her heartbeat came up to a good pulse.  After a few hours we were able to see her and she looked much better.  Immediately at birth, the team of doctors and nurses informed us that Tate would need to be transferred to another hospital where she could receive the necessary care she needed.  She stayed at the initial hospital for about 5 hours and then was transported via ambulance to MUSC (Medical University of South Carolina in downtown Charleston) which has an amazing children's hospital.  Upon arrival there, they didn't like how tight and tense she was, or that she was arching her back.  Fearing that there may have been brain or neurological damage, they made a decision to treat her with a cooling process.  This meant that Tate was not wrapped or covered and she was lying on a blanket over water that would cool her body temperature down to near 90 degrees.  This hypothermic state was to help prevent an attack on her system from the stress she experienced at birth.  She was in the cooling bed for 48 hours and Monday morning at 5:45 they began to rewarm her.  By 6 o'clock that evening she was warmed up to a normal temperature of 98 degrees and I was then able to hold my baby for the first time!!!  It was amazing!  Mike and I didn't want to put her down.  She was so content being warm and wrapped...it was quite a turnaround from where she had started.

Tate's nurses and doctor's are AMAZING and I couldn't be happier with the care she is receiving.  She is one strong, tough little girl and a true fighter.  The doctors are very optimistic about the progress she is making.  While on the cooling bed, they liked her suck (she was given a pacifier) and grip and gag reflex.  They said that these are all really good signs.  Her muscle tone (the tenseness and tightness) have already decreased now that she is warmer, and she is obviously much more comfortable.  A neurologist looked at her yesterday and said that everything looks great and they don't have any need to see her again.  They also did an EEG on her to look at her brain activity, and that all came back positive as well.  She will have an MRI done today or tomorrow, with the results coming back by the end of the week.  The doctors told us today that she will be coming home this Friday or Saturday.  We obviously couldn't be happier!!

I appreciate all of the thoughts and prayers you have been sending.  Please continue to pray for us.  She is the most amazing little girl EVER and I couldn't love being a mother any more than I do.  We feel so incredibly blessed to have this little girl in our lives, and we can't wait for her to meet all of you. 

I will update as I find the time, but please know that I appreciate all of the love and support you give.  I also have to thank my parents, Mike's parents, and my amazing sisters for everything they have done for me, Mike and Tate in the last three days.  Even though it has been a difficult beginning, I couldn't feel any luckier!  Thank you again and I love you all so much.

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To update some of those tests, her MRI and MRS came back normal.  In fact, we took her home Friday, June 17th with the doctors telling us she was a normal, healthy baby.  We are so thankful and blessed and appreciate every moment with Tate.

nine months of bliss

I LOVED being pregnant.  I felt great and had no complications.  There was one scary moment during those nine months when I was out walking the dog and I fell flat on my stomach.  It was the scariest moment of my life, and it was then that I realized a lifetime of worrying was about to begin.  I was 25 weeks along and therefore needed to go to the hospital to be monitored for four hours.  I remember the nurse coming in about halfway through and telling me and Mike that our baby was "amazing".  She said that what she was seeing on the monitor was what she would see in a full term baby.  Of course we were already proud of "baby W"!

Mike and I had decided not to find out what we were having.  It is one of the few surprises in life and it made the nine months that much more exciting.  This being said, EVERYONE had an opinion of what we were having, and almost all of them guessed boy.  One woman on Kiawah Island's beach told me she was certain I was having a boy and that I better have a boy name picked out.  Well, I'd like to find that woman now and tell her she was wrong.

It was a girl!!