Hi there. I really wish that I was not posting on this board, but unfortunately I now belong here. I went into the hospital on December 1st at 22 weeks 5 days convinced that I was peeing on myself, but I just wanted to be safe and be sure that it wasn't leaking fluid. Turns out my little Elliott's sac had a leak and was protruding through my cervix which was dilated to 4-5cm. They immediately started me on magnesium in an effort to stop my labor. I was transferred to the University's hospital in the hopes that if I were to deliver they would be able to do something to save the babies. I still had some hope that the labor would be able to be stopped and that my sweet boys would survive. Sunday morning that hope was dashed after talking with the MFM Dr. He was pretty confident that I would continue to progress, and he was right. He told us that it was hospital policy to not intervene and that they would not do anything to prolong life unless I reached 23 weeks. Elliott Brian was born at 10:51pm Sunday night. He was beautiful and perfect, he was just too small to live. Ryland followed and was born at 11:25pm he was a little bigger than his brother, but still too small to survive. We were able to show our sweet boys lots of love for the few hours that they remained with us. I'm having a really hard time accepting their loss right now. I'm especially struggling with the fact that I am no longer pregnant, I keep thinking that I am pregnant and I still need to do the things I did when I was. I just don't know how to go on at this point. I feel so empty like all my hopes and dreams died with my boys.
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