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“A pressing desire takes me and I feel myself pushed”
“I had the misfortune to live this painful experience. I was 23 years old at the time, I had been married for 2 months and it was my first pregnancy. It happened in December 1, I had an appointment for the 1999nd ultrasound. Everything was going well and the gynecologist asked us if we wanted to know the sex. Surprise, it was a boy while everyone announced a girl to us! We were so happy that we each took our cell phones to call our respective parents. The next day, I return to work without worry. All weekend I stayed at home to rest, and on Monday coming I get ready to go to work. Like all pregnant women, I have the inconveniences of pregnancy (nausea….) but, suddenly, when leaving my home, I feel something in the lower abdomen (without knowing that they were contractions). So I go to the bathroom because a pressing desire takes me and I feel pushing. Worried I go to the hospital. To emergencies, a nurse directs me to the delivery room, but I point out to him that it is not for now since I am only 5 months pregnant! “
“My baby came out on his own, without me pushing”
“A midwife installs me, puts the monitoring and echoed where thewe see the baby who is doing well. Her little heart is beating fast and strong. But she decides to keep me in the labor room. So I ask my mother to join my husband. I am in tears, the midwife does not explain to me what she is going to do with me, gives me an infusion and waits. I feel the little one kicking me and tell my husband that I think they will transfer me for a premature delivery or keep me in the ward. But no, she comes back and tells me that she is going to examine me. She pushes her fist which hurts me very much and there is horror, I have the impression of emptying myself. My pocket was not pierced, she did it with her fist. Jsaw blood everywhere and the feeling that something was being stolen from me. My husband turned very pale, he came out because he doesn’t like the sight of blood. Suddenly my baby came out on his own, without me pushing. I shouted that he had to stay inside, that he was too small. But, for the midwife, it was too late and she took my crying baby. I asked him if he was going to neonate ‘but she did not answer me. Later, she asked us if we wanted to see our baby. The answer was obvious, but again it didn’t tell us anything. My baby was wrapped in a lifeless white sheet, she put him on my stomach and I understood that he was dead on his own in the next room. When I got home, I didn’t want to hear or see anyone and, the few visits I had, I told them my story. This is the only way I was able to get out of it. My gynecologist gave me an exam and he found a open neck. In fact, my collar is too short and it’s soft.
“My daughter is full of life and knows that before her there was a first baby”
4 months later, I got pregnant again with the anxiety of the 5th month. The specialist who examined me said to me: “Madam, something must be done, your cervix is already soft”. Jwas 2 1/2 months pregnant and was about to lose another baby! A few days later, I went to the OR for strapping, obviously with all the constraints that this requires (more car, more cleaning, rest as much as possible…). Now my daughter is 5 1/2 years old and doing like a charm. She is full of life and knows that before her there was a 1st baby. Impossible to forget because I lost it on December 20 and my 1st daughter was born on December 25 (one year later). But all this to tell you thatwe must not lose hope and believe in it to the end. »
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