Megan's Story
In August of 2012, my husband Brandon and I were married, and a short 4 months later, while I was working in the cafeteria one night, the smell of cooked broccoli nearly made me throw up. I thought it was odd, and during my dinner breakI bought a pregnancy test. Almost immediately it showed that I was pregnant! Over the next 4 months I experienced morning sickness, it lasted all day, everyday. I was miserable but ecstatic that we were pregnant.
A few weeks later at my 20 week ultrasound, we found out Baby A was going to be a bouncing baby boy. He was growing and momma and baby were healthy. The pregnancy went smoothly. I gained a lot of weight but my doctor didn’t say much. I noticed decreased movement around week 36 and questioned if we should schedule a c section. My doctor brushed my concern away and time moved on. By week 40, I was ready for baby boy to make his appearance. I had noticed decreased movement again but trusted my doctor. At 40 weeks and 5 days I went into labor naturally. I labored for 26+ hours, at the very end the delivering doctor could not locate his heartbeat, and I was rushed into emergency surgery. When I woke up I was told the Earth shattering news that my baby boy was born still.
My world shattered, and time both stood still and moved way too fast for me. We named our son Garrett Wayne Ada, he was 6lbs and 11oz of pure perfection, with red hair and his daddy’s twin.
We spent 3 days in the hospital with him and I cherish that time still to this day.
After we lost Garrett, I was in a fog, hating that time moved forward but I felt stuck. I went to Grief counseling and that helped, knowing that others had experienced what I had and lived on was the life raft I so desperately needed. We decided to try again and in July of 2014 we became pregnant with our 2nd child. That pregnancy was racked with guilt, nerves and anxiety. Graham was born April 9, 2015, He was perfect in every way and he has healed my soul in more ways than I can count.
Two years later in August of 2017, our daughter Kinsley was born and our family was finally complete. Life looks different these days. I still grieve, I still cry and get angry but I also laugh, and enjoy my life. I cherish every hug and kiss my babies give me and revel in their joys and successes. We celebrate Garrett every year on his birthday by releasing balloons and having cake. Both Graham and Kinsley know their brother and talk about him frequently. I will always talk about him and share his story whenever I can. I’m not only his mother I’m also his memory keeper. When I talk about my children I always say I have 3, 2 walk this Earth with me and 1 flies in Heaven’s skies.
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