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When I was about 2 months pregnant my husband came to me and said he wanted to buy a business (a frozen yogurt shop). He has always wanted to own his own business for a number of reasons and at the time I assumed we had plenty of time to get it in order before the baby would come so I was all for it! At the time, he worked from home and had a very relaxed schedule so it was totally doable for him to take on this project.
As time went on the closing took a LOT longer than anticipated. We went back and forth on the sale price then we had an issue with the landlord not wanting to turn the lease over to us. Needless to say, I was 7 months pregnant by the time we actually closed and took over.
The end of that year right before we closed on everything, my husband was laid off. He thankfully found a job about a month later; actually, the week after we closed he started his new job. So at this point to sum up what was going on, we both work very demanding full-time jobs, I am almost 8 months pregnant, own a business oh and did I mention we were in the middle of a remodel of our home- doing it ourselves!!
In the midst of all this our beloved pup, Mason (a Boxer) of 12 years was diagnosed with a life debilitating illness and at almost 8 months pregnant I had to put him down. The hardest day of my life! He was my baby! He lived with me in college when I lived alone; he was the only one really with me for a long time before I met my husband. He was truly my best friend. I was also SO excited for him to meet our daughter. He LOVED babies and I just knew he would love her!! I was heartbroken and literally cried for a week straight. The day after I had to put him down, I had to drive up to see my sister as she picked out her wedding dress. I was on the road solo for about 6 hour’s total. I was having major Braxton Hicks but didn’t think much of it since I had been so sad; I assumed it was related to that. This was a crazy drive for me. I was convinced at one point I needed to pull over and find a hospital. Thankfully I made it home bun still in the oven.
That Thursday, I went in for a check-up and to get tested for preeclampsia because I had extremely high blood pressure, I was super swollen, and I had a small about of protein in my urine. They had me do the 24 hours urine samples. I dropped off my samples Friday afternoon and was told to continue to monitor my blood pressure.
Saturday morning, we had an event at our frozen yogurt shop (a birthday party for 12- 3-year-olds) so I worked that event and was on my feet all day. That evening, I came home was telling my husband, in the morning we are packing our bag and getting the car seat installed because she can come any time now since I was just at 36 weeks. No sooner than the words came out of my mouth- my water broke. Refusing to believe that’s what was happening I stalled and just sat on the toilet (sorry TMI) but I didn’t know what else to do. I was convinced I had just peed because I was so early. After my husband googled how much water comes out when your water breaks, I finally called the doctor and she suggested I come into the hospital. I wasn’t having any contractions at this point so I was majorly stalling. I didn’t know how to get dressed since I was still leaking water.
I got to the hospital around midnight and was dilated around a 4 and they confirmed my water did in fact break. I didn’t call any family at this time because I didn’t want to alarm anyone or wake anyone and I assumed I had plenty of time since most stories I hear first-time moms have longer labors. By 4 am I was dilated at 10.5 and they called the doctor. Now I kind of panicked and called all the family to get there ASAP!
Around 7 am I finally started pushing and by 8 am she was out. The labor was actually fairly easy. I threw up a few times but other than that it wasn’t bad. Shortly after, I heard all these codes being called and assumed it was for her since she was a preemie. One was – the NICU was called to get her because her lungs were slightly underdeveloped but the other was for me. As they tried to push my uterus back and get it to stop contracting it wouldn’t stop. I was badly bleeding out. I was being rolled from side to side, pushed on from the top all while throwing up everywhere. I eventually passed out from the pain. I woke up about 7 hours later. My new baby was in the NICU and I had lost so much blood I needed 2 blood transfusions. Come to find out I had Atony of the uterus and had a bad postpartum hemorrhage. The nurses and doctors kept telling me how badly I scared them and if I had gone into labor and not made it to the hospital I would have likely died. It was a crazy 12 hours!
Once getting home, my little preemie kept losing weight and later developed jaundice so we had to take her to the NICU again and she stayed there overnight under lamps and with an IV to get her some nutrients. Thankfully, the next day we were able to come home. We did have a few other specialist visits and follow ups because she wasn’t on the “charts”, which was very annoying and stressful. I learned really quickly not to pay attention to the percentages or charts the doctors talked about. Lesson learned, I now listen to my mom instincts. Turns out I was right and she was fine just really petite. After about a week we were all home and starting to recover… all the while still running a very new business to us, one month of owning it. Around this time, I was needed up at our shop because we were having some staffing issues and I needed to restock pretty regularly. Unfortunately, my husband had just started his new job so I was the only option to go up and take care of things. So with a new born attached to me, I was out and about pushing a cart full of 18 gallons of milk to make frozen yogurt for our business! I was quite the sight to see.
It was a REALLY hard 6 months for us, honestly, it was a hard year for us but we got through it. I swear I never thought I would ever be that stressed with a new baby at home. It was so hard on our marriage and just us and individuals but we overcame it and truly our marriage is SO much better because of it.
I am just thankful we are over that season because to us that was just so hard. I pray anyone going through anything stressful during pregnancy remembers to just keep pushing through; there is always a light at the end of the tunnel. Watching your baby grow and loving on them makes it all worth it!
Lots of Love,