First of all, thank you all so much for the birthday wishes and love you sent my way…I really needed it and it meant a lot to me. There were really good points during the day & a couple rough ones, but overall I survived it and had more good moments than bad. I went to a bookstore and got a book another infant loss mother had recommended to me, An Exact Replica of a Figment of My Imagination by Elizabeth McCracken. Then I thought I’d use a gift card from a friend for a pedicure (which, ironically enough, was given to me some time ago, but I was too afraid to use until very late into my pregnancy b/c of concerns about how the fumes would affect the baby…a lot of good that did me huh?). Well this is where things didn’t go so well. I figured a Wednesday afternoon wouldn’t be too busy and I brought my book with me so I could relax and read. Well as I sat down in the chair & put my feet into the water I started listening to the conversation of the four women seated near me and of course what do you think they were talking about? All things pregnancy and baby name related, and as I glanced over I noticed that two of them were pregnant. I took a couple of minutes to think about whether I could actually sit there and listen to that conversation for the next 30+ minutes and promptly decided no, the grief and pain are entirely too fresh right now. I cannot pretend those feelings away. So thankfully, the pedicure had not actually begun and my feet had merely sat in the water for 3-4 minutes, so I held it together as best I could and politely told one of the employees I was sorry, but I had to go and asked that they got me a towel to dry my feet. I was able to keep my composure until I got outside the door of the salon. Yeah…that sucked a lot! Note to self, apparently I need to go with a friend for pedicures in the near future so that we can drown out any upsetting conversation with our own. Either that or a friend suggested after the fact listening to music on my iPhone, wish I would have thought of that! In the moment though, all I could think was how do I get out of this situation in a civil manner while not exploding into tears, which doesn’t leave much room for logical thinking!
Thankfully my massage, which was later in the afternoon, went much better. I hadn’t had one in years and wow did I need it! It was so peaceful, relaxing, and quite, absolutely everything I needed in that moment. Then shortly after arriving home, I got a beautiful bouquet of lilies delivered to my door with the kindest message that meant so much to me, but there was no name on the card. I slyly called the florist and inquired as to whom it was from and they spilled the beans…it was from a blogger who has been with me from the beginning and just always seems to get me; you know who you are and again I thank God for our friendship, it means more to me than you can possibly know! Then my husband, Mr. Amazing, & I went to dinner at Bonefish Grill which was, as usual, so delicious and fantastic (and free dessert to boot!), exactly what I needed to finish off my day.
Going back to work today went okay. Everyone was very supportive and kind, it was just difficult to be back and of course saw pregnant women everywhere!!! I work in a rather large hospital and it seems there is a crazy amount of pregnant women everywhere I turn. And I can’t help but think that out of so many of us that work at this place why am I the only one who lost her baby while everyone else’s pregnancies soldier on normally…it’s just so incredibly unfair. In my mind I’m now in a place in which the ignorance of what can happen during pregnancy has been pulled out from under me, and I know all too well the reality that could occur. I’m so jaded that I think it’s more likely that women don’t make it through pregnancy with a normal, healthy baby. I can’t help but think how incredibly miraculous it is that any baby makes it to viability and survives gestation. I have to say I’m proud of myself though, even though it was difficult at times, I held it together at work & had no embarrassing emotional outbursts. Although I got a little teary eyed at moments, no actual tears were shed, so overall I feel like the first day back went extremely well considering all that. I must say though, I could have totally gotten used to the not working thing…if only I had loads of money and could just be a philanthropist full time, but back to reality I guess!
Thank you for all the encouraging words you guys sent my way, it means so much to me to know I’m not alone even when I feel like it in the real world sometimes. Unwinding tonight with a delicious glass of wine and a good book...thankful that the weekend is just around the corner!
Thursday, July 15, 2010
Tuesday, July 13, 2010
30th Birthday & return to work...
Tomorrow marks my 30th Birthday, and while I know this means I should be celebrating, I really don’t feel like it. I’m going to do my best though to try and enjoy some pieces of joy, however small. My wonderful husband had suggested I treat myself to a massage if I feel up to it, still trying to decide if I do. He & I are planning to go out to dinner at one of my favorite places, Bonefish Grill. And of course I will be splurging on one of their delicious, crazy expensive drinks in proper B-day fashion:) So although I’m not in much of a celebratory mood there are some great things planned for the day, so God willing I’m going to make the most of them.
Where did I think I’d be when I turned 30? Certainly not where I am now…grieving the loss of my daughter who left this world only a little over two weeks ago. In my early twenties, I always thought of myself as having children around the age of 28…just seemed right, but as I soon learned, things don’t always work out as you plan them to. As the quote by Joseph Campbell says, “we must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” I’m really trying to let go of the belief that I have control over a lot of these things and come to terms with this, as well as recognize all of the good things I have that I never would have expected by 30. An incredible husband with whom I share such a strong relationship, an amazing group of friends & family that care deeply about us, a beautiful home, and a career I care deeply about. Lastly, at 30 I have a deeper sense of self, am far stronger than I have ever thought possible, and now have a perspective on life that only great tragedy can bring; these are the things I will be thankful for as I say goodbye to my 20’s and look towards what the future holds for the next part of my life.
Also, I ask that you all keep me in your thoughts & prayers, as I’m planning to try and return to work for the first time on Thursday. I thankfully am going back to a place of work that has been nothing but incredibly supportive of me throughout this tragedy and an amazing group of social workers that I know will be ready to listen and support me whenever I need them, but I am nervous to return to where I was last pregnant and the place that holds so many memories of that pregnancy. I really, really miss being pregnant & I miss Lily so much…it’s just so hard to accept.
Music is one of those things that has always touched me in a deep way and brings me comfort in difficult times. This song has really meant a lot to me these past few days; some of the lyrics seem so fitting given my life right now. Mostly I’m trying to have faith that, as one of the verses in the song says, “One day You will set all things right.”
Your Hands by JJ Heller…
http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=w4gAoozKrMg&feature=related
A wonderful gift from another infant loss momma….thank you so much Kristin!
Where did I think I’d be when I turned 30? Certainly not where I am now…grieving the loss of my daughter who left this world only a little over two weeks ago. In my early twenties, I always thought of myself as having children around the age of 28…just seemed right, but as I soon learned, things don’t always work out as you plan them to. As the quote by Joseph Campbell says, “we must be willing to let go of the life we have planned, so as to have the life that is waiting for us.” I’m really trying to let go of the belief that I have control over a lot of these things and come to terms with this, as well as recognize all of the good things I have that I never would have expected by 30. An incredible husband with whom I share such a strong relationship, an amazing group of friends & family that care deeply about us, a beautiful home, and a career I care deeply about. Lastly, at 30 I have a deeper sense of self, am far stronger than I have ever thought possible, and now have a perspective on life that only great tragedy can bring; these are the things I will be thankful for as I say goodbye to my 20’s and look towards what the future holds for the next part of my life.
Also, I ask that you all keep me in your thoughts & prayers, as I’m planning to try and return to work for the first time on Thursday. I thankfully am going back to a place of work that has been nothing but incredibly supportive of me throughout this tragedy and an amazing group of social workers that I know will be ready to listen and support me whenever I need them, but I am nervous to return to where I was last pregnant and the place that holds so many memories of that pregnancy. I really, really miss being pregnant & I miss Lily so much…it’s just so hard to accept.
Music is one of those things that has always touched me in a deep way and brings me comfort in difficult times. This song has really meant a lot to me these past few days; some of the lyrics seem so fitting given my life right now. Mostly I’m trying to have faith that, as one of the verses in the song says, “One day You will set all things right.”
Your Hands by JJ Heller…
http://www.youtube.com/watch#!v=w4gAoozKrMg&feature=related
A wonderful gift from another infant loss momma….thank you so much Kristin!
Saturday, July 10, 2010
What would have been?
Some of the most difficult questions for us have been all the “what would have beens”? What would Lily have looked like as a full grown baby? Would she have had Nick’s eyes or mine? Would she have been tall or short? Would she have been a red head or blond? What kind of little girl would she have been? How many lives would she have touched that will never know her? What kind of woman would she have become? What would have been her hopes, dreams, & aspirations? These are the questions we cannot help but ask & yet we will never know the answers to. The hopes of our future with Lily were gone before they had an opportunity to even begin. One week ago yesterday we gathered together surrounded by those who love us & said goodbye to our daughter as well as all the dreams we had for her future.
My dear friend, blogger, & fellow social worker Trinity posted this song the other day & as she so eloquently put it, this could easily be the anthem for any of us who battle infertility. The lyrics of this song really spoke to me & honestly I felt myself wanting to scream the words…No, I WON’T back down; you can stand me up at the gates of hell…in a world that keeps on dragging me down, I won’t back down!!! In the last couple of weeks I feel I have done just that, I have stood at the gates of hell & I have stood my ground. I will not allow this tragedy to be my end game & whatever it takes I have an absolute certainty that Nick & I will become parents again someday. I know there is no easy way for us in this journey, but I also know that we are strong enough & have the resolve to do whatever it takes.
Dawn Landes’ cover of I Won’t Back Down by Tom Petty
My dear friend, blogger, & fellow social worker Trinity posted this song the other day & as she so eloquently put it, this could easily be the anthem for any of us who battle infertility. The lyrics of this song really spoke to me & honestly I felt myself wanting to scream the words…No, I WON’T back down; you can stand me up at the gates of hell…in a world that keeps on dragging me down, I won’t back down!!! In the last couple of weeks I feel I have done just that, I have stood at the gates of hell & I have stood my ground. I will not allow this tragedy to be my end game & whatever it takes I have an absolute certainty that Nick & I will become parents again someday. I know there is no easy way for us in this journey, but I also know that we are strong enough & have the resolve to do whatever it takes.
Dawn Landes’ cover of I Won’t Back Down by Tom Petty
Wednesday, July 7, 2010
Glimpses of hope in the midst of grief…
In the past few days our emotions have been so varied. We have had moments of deep sadness & then glimpses of hope & even some smiles.
Saturday night was extremely difficult for both of us, everyone had left to go back home & we no longer were caught up in planning the preparations of Lily’s funeral. We were both feeling the loss of Lily deeply & at the same time wondering how & if we’ll ever get to be parents again. Each day after that has been a little bit better though. Thankfully, we have an incredibly strong relationship & are both very open regarding our feelings; I believe this is helping us both immensely in working through our grief.
One glimpse of hope came on Sunday when at Nick’s parents’ home all of their lilies, in every color, suddenly came into full bloom in one afternoon…a very rare event. It felt like a beautiful sign to us that God was showing us he is caring for Lily & loves us even in our sadness.
One of the most profound acts of kindness that has touched us so deeply has come from a high school classmate in her offer to make a quilt of love using some of the clothes I had purchased for Lily. There really are no words to properly describe how much this has meant to both Nick & I. I had purchased a couple of outfits for Lily the day before she died & the thought of having to return them was more than I could handle. Then just a couple of days after her death I received the kindest message from Audra saying she would like to do this for us. Initially, when I received this message I just cried; the thought that someone who lived across the country & whom I had not had contact with since high school was reaching out to me in such a selfless way touched me to the core. Audra, your generosity and compassion have given us such hope in the midst of our grief...I feel there is nothing I can ever redo to properly repay you for what you have done for us. Dear blog followers, if any of you would like a beautiful quilt yourself or would like to purchase one for a friend, check out Audra’s Etsy page…she is also available to make custom quilts!
There are so many things we feel Lily has already taught us…its incredible how your outlook on life can change so dramatically. The other night while talking over dinner we decided to open up the last bottle of our favorite wine from California which we had been saving for years. We each said a toast to Lily. Through our tears, we smiled, raised our glasses and enjoyed a brief moment of joy.
Thought I’d share just a few of the things we’ve learned from you sweet, beautiful Lily…
- Life is so very precious & can change in an instant.
- Enjoy the things you love; stop hoarding that delicious bottle of wine, find a special moment (however small) & share it with someone you love.
- Cherish your family above all else. We would trade every material thing we have to have our daughter healthy & with us.
- That we are far stronger than we ever thought possible & can endure in spite of our pain.
- She taught us the love that a parent has for a child, while different than the love you have for your spouse, it is just as special & powerful.
- That the world is full of compassionate & caring people, & that although we often hear about only the bad things that happen in this world, there are also so many wonderful things people do out of the goodness of their hearts that go unnoticed.
We have experienced this care and compassion first hand on a daily basis in the past week & have felt completely in awe of the kindness of both those who know us & complete strangers. I hold on to & cherish each of these acts of compassion, both great & small…they give me hope that there is goodness in this world & that we will make it through this stronger & more compassionate people because of what we have endured.
Saturday, July 3, 2010
Saying goodbye...
As most of you know yesterday morning Nick, myself, & about 20 of our amazing family members gathered together and said goodbye to our beautiful Lillian Grace. While incredibly heart wrenching & difficult, it was also therapeutic for us both. We planned many aspects of her service, which was so important to us & our pastor did a wonderful job of officiating & helping us to pay tribute to the all too short life of Lily. Those of you who came & stood with us in our grief meant so much. It is a deeply sad occasion to attend the funeral of a child & to step into that sacred place, feeling & recognizing the depth of our loss is an indescribable gift that you all gave us.
I’d like to share a few of the things from her service. A gift that the hospital gave us which is now one of the things I hold dearest were the two small rings that were used in some of Lily’s photographs (specifically the pictures of her feet & hands). I now wear those precious rings around my neck, so that a small piece of her is always with me.
We chose the music that was played at her service & the lyrics for each song spoke so intimately to the grief & circumstances surrounding the service. The first, Smallest Wingless by Craig Cardiff, poignantly depicts a situation similar to our own; two of our close friends who are like family to us shared this song days after Lily’s death. The second, Held by Natalie Grant, is a song that I remembered from years ago which also talks of the loss of a child (and also has a lyric that mentions “lilies of the valley”). And lastly, Hope Now by Addison Road, is a song some of you may recall being mentioned in a previous post as one which brought me comfort & it only seemed fitting to end on this note.
The day after Lily’s passing, a dear friend shared with us a card that brought so much meaning to the grief we were feeling. We used the poem on the front of this card in the program for Lily’s service. It reads, “God has not promised skies always blue, flower-strewn pathways all our lives through; God has not promised sun without rain, joy without sorrow, peace without pain. But God has promised strength for the day, rest for the labor, light for the way, Grace for the trials, help from above, unfailing sympathy, undying love” ~ Annie Johnson Flint.
Both Nick & I spoke during a moment of sharing at the service. As most of you know, I love to read & I felt it was only appropriate that I read a book to Lily as part of the service. The book On the Night You Were Born by Nancy Tillman was one that I loved to read to her throughout my pregnancy, & the words to this book took on special meaning given the context of our loss. It meant so much to me to be able to do this as part of the service. Nick gave the most amazing & poignant message, speaking of the depths of this loss for us, his deep love for me, the love he now for the first time understands God has for each of us, & the sadness of never being able to rock our daughter to sleep, see her grow up, or walk her down the aisle on her wedding day. As you can imagine there was not a dry eye in the place!
We wrote our daughters obituary together earlier this week; it will run in tomorrow’s newspaper. I thought I would share it with you all since most of you are not in this area...
Lillian Grace Keunen was born on June 27, 2010, and the same day passed from this world into the arms of Jesus. Sweet and precious Lillian is the daughter of Nick & Rebecca Keunen of Wichita. Her grandparents are Harve & Lori Keunen of Alton, Iowa, and Orval & Jody Hinrichsen of Hinton, Iowa. A private family service was held at Chapel Hill United Methodist Church officiated by Pastor Jeff Gannon. A beautiful little girl who was the answer to so many prayers, the fragile spark of her tender soul has changed our hearts forever. You are loved and will be missed.
We have been overwhelmed with the incredible out powering of love & support we've felt from people in the community, our neighborhood, the church, friends, family & those in the blogosphere. So many of you who have crossed our paths in different ways throughout this tragedy have been used by God in ways you cannot imagine to touch us & bring comfort. In the depths of our intense sadness I feel such a renewed sense of faith in humanity.
My necklace with Lily's rings...puts into perspective how tiny she was...
I’d like to share a few of the things from her service. A gift that the hospital gave us which is now one of the things I hold dearest were the two small rings that were used in some of Lily’s photographs (specifically the pictures of her feet & hands). I now wear those precious rings around my neck, so that a small piece of her is always with me.
We chose the music that was played at her service & the lyrics for each song spoke so intimately to the grief & circumstances surrounding the service. The first, Smallest Wingless by Craig Cardiff, poignantly depicts a situation similar to our own; two of our close friends who are like family to us shared this song days after Lily’s death. The second, Held by Natalie Grant, is a song that I remembered from years ago which also talks of the loss of a child (and also has a lyric that mentions “lilies of the valley”). And lastly, Hope Now by Addison Road, is a song some of you may recall being mentioned in a previous post as one which brought me comfort & it only seemed fitting to end on this note.
The day after Lily’s passing, a dear friend shared with us a card that brought so much meaning to the grief we were feeling. We used the poem on the front of this card in the program for Lily’s service. It reads, “God has not promised skies always blue, flower-strewn pathways all our lives through; God has not promised sun without rain, joy without sorrow, peace without pain. But God has promised strength for the day, rest for the labor, light for the way, Grace for the trials, help from above, unfailing sympathy, undying love” ~ Annie Johnson Flint.
Both Nick & I spoke during a moment of sharing at the service. As most of you know, I love to read & I felt it was only appropriate that I read a book to Lily as part of the service. The book On the Night You Were Born by Nancy Tillman was one that I loved to read to her throughout my pregnancy, & the words to this book took on special meaning given the context of our loss. It meant so much to me to be able to do this as part of the service. Nick gave the most amazing & poignant message, speaking of the depths of this loss for us, his deep love for me, the love he now for the first time understands God has for each of us, & the sadness of never being able to rock our daughter to sleep, see her grow up, or walk her down the aisle on her wedding day. As you can imagine there was not a dry eye in the place!
We wrote our daughters obituary together earlier this week; it will run in tomorrow’s newspaper. I thought I would share it with you all since most of you are not in this area...
Lillian Grace Keunen was born on June 27, 2010, and the same day passed from this world into the arms of Jesus. Sweet and precious Lillian is the daughter of Nick & Rebecca Keunen of Wichita. Her grandparents are Harve & Lori Keunen of Alton, Iowa, and Orval & Jody Hinrichsen of Hinton, Iowa. A private family service was held at Chapel Hill United Methodist Church officiated by Pastor Jeff Gannon. A beautiful little girl who was the answer to so many prayers, the fragile spark of her tender soul has changed our hearts forever. You are loved and will be missed.
We have been overwhelmed with the incredible out powering of love & support we've felt from people in the community, our neighborhood, the church, friends, family & those in the blogosphere. So many of you who have crossed our paths in different ways throughout this tragedy have been used by God in ways you cannot imagine to touch us & bring comfort. In the depths of our intense sadness I feel such a renewed sense of faith in humanity.
My necklace with Lily's rings...puts into perspective how tiny she was...
Nick & I before the service, trying to look presentable before crying A LOT...
The main table at the funeral service...
Her precious tiny urn with a couple of her pictures at home with us, the text on the picture frame reads "Forever held close, in the love of the Lord, from this day on."
Tuesday, June 29, 2010
Memories to hold on to....
Words can’t properly express how much all of your messages of love & support as well as your prayers have meant to us in the past couple of days. I will write more later this week when things settle down a bit, but I just wanted you all to know how incredibly supported we have felt. We have truly been in awe of the outpouring of love that has flooded us since Lillian’s death & how incredibly amazing people have been in showing us such compassion & kindness.
We met with the funeral home this morning to make arrangements. Our pastor came over to the house this afternoon & we had such a wonderful meeting with him. We had already made a lot of the plans for the funeral together & he was so supportive & encouraging of everything we came up with. I'll probably post on Saturday about all the details, I think it's going to be an incredibly special service. We're having a small private family service on Friday; we're really content with all the decisions we made regarding her arrangements & feel confident they were the right decisions for us. Both of us this evening have felt such an incredible sense of peace & know that part of this is due to feeling surrounded by the love of those both near & far.
Lastly, I wanted to leave you all with a few more of the precious memories that were given to us by Erin with Baby Bloom Photography, who donated her time & amazing talent.
Monday, June 28, 2010
Unimaginable Loss
On Sunday, June 27th, at just 22 weeks & 6 days I went into premature labor; Lillian Grace was born at 6:17pm weighing 1 lb 1/2 oz. She left this world as quickly as she came.
We are in a place that is difficult to describe right now, it is a somewhat surreal place…it’s really hard to comprehend all that has taken place in the last 24 hrs. We know that we are surrounded by love & support and cannot say enough how much all of your messages of compassion have meant to us. We can quite certainly feel that the love of those who care about us is holding us up & maintaining our strength. Although it is difficult I would like to share Lillian’s birth story with you all. It is important for me to write this not just for myself, but because she deserves to have her story told.
As I was driving back from a weekend in Kansas City to Wichita I began to feel some lower back pain, it didn’t worry me too much initially because as most of you know back pain is a normal part of pregnancy. I soon started to feel concerned when the back pain began to come & go in waves; I decided to stop at the next rest area, thinking that maybe if I went to the bathroom I would feel better. When I went into the restroom I saw that I had begun to bleed. I can honestly say it was one of the most terrifying moments of my life. I was traveling alone, in the middle of no where in Kansas & completely unaware of the nearest hospital. I quickly got back into the car, tried to pull up information on the closest hospital in my GPS & called my husband. Unsure of what to do I got back onto the interstate & began driving towards Emporia, which was about 30 miles away & my closest hope for a hospital. I don’t think I’ve every prayed so hard in my life & thankfully after about 10 minutes into the drive I spotted a Sheriff & Patrol officer in the middle of the interstate. I quickly pulled over to where they were sitting & told them what was happening. They called an ambulance & from there I was transported to Emporia Hospital. I was promptly hooked up to an IV & given oxygen, at this point it was becoming obvious that the back pain I was feeling was indeed my worst nightmare… contractions. En route to that hospital my water broke. At this point I knew that in all likelihood the worst possible case scenario was going to happen & felt the most horrific sense of hopelessness & loss of control I have ever experienced.
Nick was able to make it to Emporia to be with me shortly after my arrival there. After being evaluated at this hospital they quickly determined I needed to be transported to Wesley Medical Center in our hometown of Wichita due to the severe prematurity of the labor. The doctor at that hospital was able to pick up a heartbeat on the baby & started me on antibiotics in the hope they could stop labor. She explained that if I was able to make it to 24 wks (which is considered viability) then they would start me on steroids to try & help baby develop quicker, but if my contractions returned they would not stop them. She also discussed the grim reality that 90% of the time once your membrane ruptures you will deliver within 10 days (most much earlier) & even if we got another week before her birth Lillian’s chances of survival, especially her quality of life would be bleak.
I was then placed into another ambulance & had to endure the 70 minute drive to Wichita. I was blessed to have an incredibly kind & compassionate EMT with me along the way, it was by far the most difficult ride of my life. The contractions began to get worse & all I could do was continue to pray that God let us get to the hospital before the baby was born. By the time we arrived at the hospital my contractions were 2 minutes apart. After about 20 minutes the doctor evaluated me & found that the baby was already in the birth canal & that when I was ready I could deliver her. With an incredible staff of caring people by my side & my amazing husband holding my hand Lillian Grace was born into this world. Her heart beat for just a few minutes & then as quickly as she came she left us. Giving birth to a baby I knew wouldn’t survive took every ounce of my strength and was the most devastating moment in my life.
There was concern I may need to go into surgery initially as the placenta was taking a little longer to be expelled. Thankfully after about 30 minutes I was able to deliver the placenta. We were given several hours with our little girl to hold her & talk to her. In the most awful moments of our lives we were blessed to meet Erin of Baby Bloom Photography; she is a photographer who works with families in our situation. She did the most beautiful photo shoot with Lillian & us and will be getting those pictures to us in the next couple of days. The nursing staff took her footprints & made us the most beautiful casting of her feet & a hand. We were given a beautiful keepsake box with a few mementos to remember her by; two are tiny little silver rings that they placed on her toes & fingers for pictures. Erin told us many parents have these placed onto a necklace so that you have a piece of her with you; we will likely plan to do this.
I cannot properly put into words the amount of compassion we were shown by all of the professionals who treated Lillian & myself during the past day. It was a terribly sad situation & each one of the amazing people that came into contact with us at the hospitals & along the way treated us with the utmost kindness. The doctors are unsure of why I went into premature labor at this time; in all likelihood they said that situations like this typically are a result of an infection that we did not know about but a lot of the time the reason is unknown.
We are in the process of planning her funeral arrangements & I’ll be posting more details in the near future. We have already made the decision for her to be cremated as we don’t know where we will be living long term & we believe we may in the future sprinkle some of her ashes in a meaningful place. We will be meeting with our pastor & the funeral home tomorrow to make some of the arrangements. We appreciate all of the message of love & support that have flooded us in the past 24 hrs; I cannot properly express how much you all mean to us. Please continue to keep us close in prayer, we now embark on a new journey & pray that God continues to grant us the strength to get through what the future holds for us.
We are in a place that is difficult to describe right now, it is a somewhat surreal place…it’s really hard to comprehend all that has taken place in the last 24 hrs. We know that we are surrounded by love & support and cannot say enough how much all of your messages of compassion have meant to us. We can quite certainly feel that the love of those who care about us is holding us up & maintaining our strength. Although it is difficult I would like to share Lillian’s birth story with you all. It is important for me to write this not just for myself, but because she deserves to have her story told.
As I was driving back from a weekend in Kansas City to Wichita I began to feel some lower back pain, it didn’t worry me too much initially because as most of you know back pain is a normal part of pregnancy. I soon started to feel concerned when the back pain began to come & go in waves; I decided to stop at the next rest area, thinking that maybe if I went to the bathroom I would feel better. When I went into the restroom I saw that I had begun to bleed. I can honestly say it was one of the most terrifying moments of my life. I was traveling alone, in the middle of no where in Kansas & completely unaware of the nearest hospital. I quickly got back into the car, tried to pull up information on the closest hospital in my GPS & called my husband. Unsure of what to do I got back onto the interstate & began driving towards Emporia, which was about 30 miles away & my closest hope for a hospital. I don’t think I’ve every prayed so hard in my life & thankfully after about 10 minutes into the drive I spotted a Sheriff & Patrol officer in the middle of the interstate. I quickly pulled over to where they were sitting & told them what was happening. They called an ambulance & from there I was transported to Emporia Hospital. I was promptly hooked up to an IV & given oxygen, at this point it was becoming obvious that the back pain I was feeling was indeed my worst nightmare… contractions. En route to that hospital my water broke. At this point I knew that in all likelihood the worst possible case scenario was going to happen & felt the most horrific sense of hopelessness & loss of control I have ever experienced.
Nick was able to make it to Emporia to be with me shortly after my arrival there. After being evaluated at this hospital they quickly determined I needed to be transported to Wesley Medical Center in our hometown of Wichita due to the severe prematurity of the labor. The doctor at that hospital was able to pick up a heartbeat on the baby & started me on antibiotics in the hope they could stop labor. She explained that if I was able to make it to 24 wks (which is considered viability) then they would start me on steroids to try & help baby develop quicker, but if my contractions returned they would not stop them. She also discussed the grim reality that 90% of the time once your membrane ruptures you will deliver within 10 days (most much earlier) & even if we got another week before her birth Lillian’s chances of survival, especially her quality of life would be bleak.
I was then placed into another ambulance & had to endure the 70 minute drive to Wichita. I was blessed to have an incredibly kind & compassionate EMT with me along the way, it was by far the most difficult ride of my life. The contractions began to get worse & all I could do was continue to pray that God let us get to the hospital before the baby was born. By the time we arrived at the hospital my contractions were 2 minutes apart. After about 20 minutes the doctor evaluated me & found that the baby was already in the birth canal & that when I was ready I could deliver her. With an incredible staff of caring people by my side & my amazing husband holding my hand Lillian Grace was born into this world. Her heart beat for just a few minutes & then as quickly as she came she left us. Giving birth to a baby I knew wouldn’t survive took every ounce of my strength and was the most devastating moment in my life.
There was concern I may need to go into surgery initially as the placenta was taking a little longer to be expelled. Thankfully after about 30 minutes I was able to deliver the placenta. We were given several hours with our little girl to hold her & talk to her. In the most awful moments of our lives we were blessed to meet Erin of Baby Bloom Photography; she is a photographer who works with families in our situation. She did the most beautiful photo shoot with Lillian & us and will be getting those pictures to us in the next couple of days. The nursing staff took her footprints & made us the most beautiful casting of her feet & a hand. We were given a beautiful keepsake box with a few mementos to remember her by; two are tiny little silver rings that they placed on her toes & fingers for pictures. Erin told us many parents have these placed onto a necklace so that you have a piece of her with you; we will likely plan to do this.
I cannot properly put into words the amount of compassion we were shown by all of the professionals who treated Lillian & myself during the past day. It was a terribly sad situation & each one of the amazing people that came into contact with us at the hospitals & along the way treated us with the utmost kindness. The doctors are unsure of why I went into premature labor at this time; in all likelihood they said that situations like this typically are a result of an infection that we did not know about but a lot of the time the reason is unknown.
We are in the process of planning her funeral arrangements & I’ll be posting more details in the near future. We have already made the decision for her to be cremated as we don’t know where we will be living long term & we believe we may in the future sprinkle some of her ashes in a meaningful place. We will be meeting with our pastor & the funeral home tomorrow to make some of the arrangements. We appreciate all of the message of love & support that have flooded us in the past 24 hrs; I cannot properly express how much you all mean to us. Please continue to keep us close in prayer, we now embark on a new journey & pray that God continues to grant us the strength to get through what the future holds for us.
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