
Aiden was 2 months old on Friday. He is getting to be such a big boy, last night he weighed in at 3 lbs. 7 oz. He is still stable on the high flow nasal cannula and needs about 30-35% oxygen. We have been able to hold him alot more and I have started recreational breastfeeding with him, last night he did really good and stuck with it for about 30 minutes...I think he likes it :)
Jeremy and I were reminiscing the other day about all our ups and downs with little Aiden. He has been such a fighter from the very beginning, he is our little miracle baby!
First we were told I wasn't pregnant - my HCG hormone levels were going up, but not enough. We were told they would take one more test and if it wasn't higher I would need to stop taking the progesterone shots and try again. They tested again, and sure enough they were higher.
Then we were told that they still weren't high enough so they thought it was either an ectopic pregnancy or a molar pregnancy - both not viable. So they wanted to do an ultrasound and sure enough, they found a little sac and a little baby with a little heartbeat. The nurse told us that day "it must be a little boy in there" - it turned out she was right!
At 9 weeks I started bleeding, I thought that was it, something was wrong with the baby. We raced to the doctor and had an ultrasound and sure enough, the baby was fine with a loud, strong heartbeat. The doctor said it was a subchrionic hematoma (blood behind the placenta) and it bled every week until 19 weeks, during one of our emergency room visits they did an ultrasound and noticed the amniotic fluid was low and I was referred to a specialist.
At 20 weeks, when everyone else's main concern is whether they are having a boy or girl we were going to a specialist wondering what was wrong with our baby. They did an ultrasound and told us that there was no water left in the gestational sac, but sure enough, the baby was still fine, had a strong heartbeat and no abnormalities. We were told that we could choose to terminate the pregnancy or I would either go into labor within the next week or so, the baby could continue to grow but have many different problems or it could be just fine. If the pregnancy continued they would see me again at 24 weeks when the baby was "viable". We choose to be optimistic, and I went home to start my days of bedrest at home.
I stopped bleeding but started leaking amniotic fluid instead. I drank a gallon of water a day to encourage the baby to make more amniotic fluid and stayed off my feet. At 24 weeks, I went into the hospital to start bedrest there. I read alot of books, took up knitting and stayed in bed all day every day. The night that I turned 27 weeks I started bleeding again, but this time there was much more and it was painful. Aiden's heart rate kept dipping down low showing he was in distress. Both Jeremy and my doctor were called and both rushed to the hospital in the middle of the night.
Aiden was delivered at 5:48am the next morning via emergency c-section and as the doctor suspected, my placenta was tearing away which was causing the bleeding and causing Aiden to not get as much blood and oxygen as he needed. I didn't get to see Aiden until that night (they MADE me go to bed and recover), but Jeremy got to see him when he was first born and visited him in the NICU after they stabilized him.
Later that morning the doctor came to see us and told us that "we have a very sick baby." Aiden had pulmonary hypoplasia, which meant his lungs were too small due to the lack of fluid and had to have 2 chest tubes placed to drain fluid from his lungs. He was on the highest ventilator settings. His doctor wanted to give him nitric oxide to help his lungs and although it is not FDA approved for babies, the doctor knew it would help him and she was right. She was the first doctor to save his life.
When he was 3 days old the doctor brought us into a little room and told us things did not look good, he was on maximum support - they could not do anything more for him. She told us they needed to know how far we wanted them to go to keep him alive. We said we wanted them to do everything. She started crying during that conversation and I will always love her for that, not every doctor can be a great doctor and show such sympathy to us at the same time. We were devastated that day, but sure enough, that night Aiden turned things around, he got better, he wanted to live.
During the next week he got better each day, he was no longer on maximum support. They were lowering his settings everyday. Then he started getting sick. His belly was swollen and purple, his x-rays showed a bubble of air in his intestine and the doctors called in a surgeon who wanted to do immediate surgery. The surgeon told us that he suspected an infection in Aiden's intestine had caused a part of it to die and that there was a hole in it which was allowing waste to get into Aiden's abdomen. He said there was no way to know how big it was until he opened him up. If it was small they would take part of the intestine out, if it was big there would be nothing they could do and they would close him up and keep him as comfortable as they could but he would not live. After a few hours that were a total nightmare for us, the surgeon came out and told us that he removed 2-3 cm of Aiden's intestine and that this was the best possible outcome for the surgery. That was the second doctor to save Aiden's life. We love him, too :)
I think that pretty much catches us up to where we started this blog. Since his surgery he has had a couple minor infections and has had some ups and downs with feedings and oxygen requirements. Getting off the ventilator was a huge step for him, we know he can breathe on his own and as his lungs heal he will eventually no longer need extra oxygen. He really has come far from those first few days. We are so proud of little Aiden and are so glad that he is so fiesty - he has done alot to help himself. And even though it has been a rocky road, it is making Aiden the sweet, strong little boy that he is! He is exactly what we wanted and we love him so much! We are so grateful for everyone who has helped him along the way :)


From 11/23/08 to 1/23/09 - he has come so far since he was born!