Hi Mamas,
I write this with a heart so full of gratitude for one very special mama here on MDC. I was blessed to have Dea as my surprise second tri swap mama- and the timing, thought and generosity of her gifts have blessed me in so many ways. Thank you so much Dea!
Dea- your gift touched me so much. Thank you for your kindness. You went above and beyond getting me everything and more- far exceeding limits and writing a truly special card that meant so much to me. I just had my birthday and my family forgot. In a big way, coming home to your gift made up for that. It was such a gift on all levels. I’m sorry for the delay in thanking you- I only opened it yesterday. If anyone wants to read on- here’s why…
I came home from my family holiday- praying I had never left. Our hotel reservations were canceled, my wallet was pick pocketed, the car key was left in the security check x-ray area, the luggage was lost. Both my father and my sister came down with an awful case of food poisoning. And then, a few hours later- so did I.
DH took me to the emergency room because of the non stop diarrhea, vomiting, massive head and body aches, a fever and chills. It then got worse- vomiting blood, losing control of my bladder- and then no fetal heart beat. So they get another nurse who says she is an expert- again, after 5 minutes of Doppler (which devastates me as by choice we have not used) she cannot find a heart beat and reminds me that She would not be caught traveling overseas while pregnant with bambino.
So now not only am I am feeling like the worst person in the world, the nurse has confirmed it. I’ve already been wracked with guilt and sobbing and I ask for an ultrasound. They bring one in right away and still can’t find a heart beat. I ask them to turn it on so I can see the baby moving (all the poking with the Doppler I swear I feel movement) and finally they agree- and we see hands moving. I feel a little more relieved. Another 20 minutes and they get the heart beat (157) At this point I am on 3 different drips with 4 medications- none of which they explain to me before administering. I question them on the names and safety for the baby- and they just say ‘don’t worry’ and I can tell they don’t like my questions.
Now I am home, on Bactrim and still feeling like the worst person in the world and wondering if the Bactrim is the right thing to do or if I should stop the course (which feels right) but am still waiting for the blood and stool culture results and praying I have not damaged this baby in any way and that I am doing the right thing (which seems to change by the minute)
DH brought up Dea’s box and he opened it for me, letting me read the card as he pulled out an endless stream of gifts all designed to nurture and pamper mamas. The happy mama spay is a bedside staple and I use it often. The pregnancy relaxation CD has been playing on my laptop- reminding me to focus on sending healing love and light to this baby- not my anxieties and worries. Everything, from the oils to the teas to the mama bars to the necklace, to the chocolates are just so special. I am 21 weeks and have not bought a single thing for myself or the baby during this pregnancy and Dea’s package made it feel so real and so special- and after the hospital and all- a reminder to stop beating myself up and to take care of myself and this precious baby. And now I have these beautiful tools and Dea’s kind words. I feel truly blessed.
I’ve taken the week off of work to get better- and with a care package like this- I know I will feel better very soon. Dea- thank you again for lifting my spirits and for your thoughtfulness. It is so appreciated.
With love,
Mj
I write this with a heart so full of gratitude for one very special mama here on MDC. I was blessed to have Dea as my surprise second tri swap mama- and the timing, thought and generosity of her gifts have blessed me in so many ways. Thank you so much Dea!
Dea- your gift touched me so much. Thank you for your kindness. You went above and beyond getting me everything and more- far exceeding limits and writing a truly special card that meant so much to me. I just had my birthday and my family forgot. In a big way, coming home to your gift made up for that. It was such a gift on all levels. I’m sorry for the delay in thanking you- I only opened it yesterday. If anyone wants to read on- here’s why…
I came home from my family holiday- praying I had never left. Our hotel reservations were canceled, my wallet was pick pocketed, the car key was left in the security check x-ray area, the luggage was lost. Both my father and my sister came down with an awful case of food poisoning. And then, a few hours later- so did I.
DH took me to the emergency room because of the non stop diarrhea, vomiting, massive head and body aches, a fever and chills. It then got worse- vomiting blood, losing control of my bladder- and then no fetal heart beat. So they get another nurse who says she is an expert- again, after 5 minutes of Doppler (which devastates me as by choice we have not used) she cannot find a heart beat and reminds me that She would not be caught traveling overseas while pregnant with bambino.
So now not only am I am feeling like the worst person in the world, the nurse has confirmed it. I’ve already been wracked with guilt and sobbing and I ask for an ultrasound. They bring one in right away and still can’t find a heart beat. I ask them to turn it on so I can see the baby moving (all the poking with the Doppler I swear I feel movement) and finally they agree- and we see hands moving. I feel a little more relieved. Another 20 minutes and they get the heart beat (157) At this point I am on 3 different drips with 4 medications- none of which they explain to me before administering. I question them on the names and safety for the baby- and they just say ‘don’t worry’ and I can tell they don’t like my questions.
Now I am home, on Bactrim and still feeling like the worst person in the world and wondering if the Bactrim is the right thing to do or if I should stop the course (which feels right) but am still waiting for the blood and stool culture results and praying I have not damaged this baby in any way and that I am doing the right thing (which seems to change by the minute)
DH brought up Dea’s box and he opened it for me, letting me read the card as he pulled out an endless stream of gifts all designed to nurture and pamper mamas. The happy mama spay is a bedside staple and I use it often. The pregnancy relaxation CD has been playing on my laptop- reminding me to focus on sending healing love and light to this baby- not my anxieties and worries. Everything, from the oils to the teas to the mama bars to the necklace, to the chocolates are just so special. I am 21 weeks and have not bought a single thing for myself or the baby during this pregnancy and Dea’s package made it feel so real and so special- and after the hospital and all- a reminder to stop beating myself up and to take care of myself and this precious baby. And now I have these beautiful tools and Dea’s kind words. I feel truly blessed.
I’ve taken the week off of work to get better- and with a care package like this- I know I will feel better very soon. Dea- thank you again for lifting my spirits and for your thoughtfulness. It is so appreciated.
With love,
Mj
mishaj, i'm sorry you had such a horrible time. mdc is a special place, full of special people like Dea. it's good to have a place where you can come and know that you are appreciated, cared for and supported.
