By: Angelina Castleberry
Your baby was just diagnosed with something and you are still pregnant.... now what?!
I am not an expert, but hopefully some of these tips will help you.
March 20th, 2014 is the day I will always remember. The first time my husband and I were told that there was something wrong. I remember everything we were told. I remember every word the ultrasound tech said. I remember the instant pain I felt in my entire body. The shock of knowing that the dreams I had for this pregnancy were not going to come true. The stabbing pain in my heart hearing that our son, our only son, is sick and may never be born. Here is a list of things that helped us get through when our baby was first diagnosed.
*BREATHE! You need to breathe. I know you are in shock and you are holding your breath... but let that breath out. inhale. exhale.
*Cry if you need to. I remember walking out of the ultrasound room, calm but in shock. I smiled and scheduled another appointment at the front desk. I stood in front of the elevator with my just as shocked husband. There were other people in the office and I didn't want to scare any other patients. I stepped into the elevator, the doors closed and I lost it. I cried! I cried loudly and uncontrollably. When the doors opened, my husband helped me step out of the elevator... he held me and just let me cry. I only cried for a couple of minutes. That was enough for me.
*Have that talk with your spouse or significant other. Make a pact. Make a promise to each other. Let each other know, in clear words, that no matter what happens, you will stick together. Sit right across from each other, hold hands and sincerely have this talk. Understand that a child's diagnosis, even a prenatal diagnosis, is going to do one of two things-either bring you closer together, or tear you apart. Understand that it is you two in this. Only you two. Support each other no matter how the other handles anything that comes your way. Talk to each other. Confide in each other. Stay open with your communication. Give whatever you can to the other... you are partners in this. Remember that.
*Research. People used to tell me, DON'T GOOGLE!! Google is bad!! But I had to know!! I had to know what exactly was going on with my son. I NEEDED to know the statistics. I NEEDED to know the prognosis. I needed to know answers... options... results. I needed to know what doctors were going to do!! I needed to know what other doctors have done. I needed to know what doctors COULD do. And I needed to know what they WILL do. I mostly looked at scholarly articles from other children's hospitals. And when we went into our first Maternal Fetal Medicine appointment, I had a list of questions and options ready for the doctors. I am proud to say, knowing what to expect and knowing what they were talking about really helped us through the rest of the pregnancy. Doctors knew that we weren't going to let them tell us, 'oh sorry, it's too late.' Umm, no!! You can do this, this and this. Thank You!
*Pray. And pray specifically. Our son was given less than a 10% chance of surviving birth. All I had was hope and I prayed like I have never prayed before. But I never knew to pray specifically. I just prayed... for my son to be born. I prayed for him to be alive. But I didn't know to be specific with my prayers. I should have prayed for my son's lungs to be perfectly healthy, for his kidneys to have more than 50% function, for the pregnancy to be able to continue for at least two more weeks, for Matthew to not need dialysis, for him to be born healthy enough to have an almost normal life. I should have prayed specifically, step by step, of what I wanted to be.
*Have Faith. My husband would reassure me, that all we needed was faith the size of a mustard seed. (Matthew 17:20) There was so much negativity about Matthew's prognosis, it felt like all we HAD was that mustard seed. And I held on to that mustard seed of Faith. I held it in my hand everyday. I would picture this little mustard seed in my head... and I thanked God for it. I RELIED on this little seed of faith. It was the only little positive thing we had.... FAITH!
*WRITE IT DOWN. Write it all down. Buy a journal, a notebook, a composition book and start your journal. There were days I couldn't write. Days I couldn't express what I was feeling. So I would write words. There are so many pages in my book that I just have words and doodles. I wrote scriptures down.. quotes i had heard.. songs that were playing. I wrote it down. Although still to this day I have not opened "those" books... I am glad that I have them. Maybe one day I will.
*Enjoy Life. Yes, I said it!! Enjoy your pregnancy. For me, this was one of the hardest things to do. How can I celebrate this pregnancy? How can I celebrate life when it's like this?? It took me about 10 weeks to learn this... but I finally did. I began to thank God for these twins. I was so grateful that the Lord gifted me with a son. That no matter what happens in the future... I have a son. I have a daughter. I have twins. And I love them with everything in me. And although they weren't born yet, I needed to be happy and give them all the joy and strength they need to get healthy and strong for themselves. I took photos of my belly. I took photos of the kids touching my belly. I took video of their kicks and their movements. Like my other kids, I was going to do anything and everything that made them happy. My kids and I would sing to them, talk to them and read to them. Both my mom and mother in law planned baby showers to celebrate life. I didn't realize it at the time... but I know now that was confirmation for me. Unfortunately I realized this too late...but those last two weeks that I carried them were beautiful. Celebrate life.
*Did I mention to breathe and cry?! Because you need to do these two things. Know that it is okay to cry. Take those deep breaths. I know, easier said than done. But it is something I wish I did a lot earlier in the diagnosis. I wish I could have cried more. I wish I could cry now... I still catch myself when I am about to cry and I stop. It is something I am still working on. It is okay to let go and cry. Mourn your normalcy that you once knew. Life will forever be changed and it will never be the normal you have always known... accept the new life that God has blessed you with and move forward.
*Prepare for what is God's Will. You will be in awe. No matter what God has planned for you and your baby, just know that your baby is a miracle. Your baby was knitted and created in His perfect vision. He knew your baby before you did. Trust that He knows what He is doing. And no matter what happens, your are loved. You are baby is loved. And you are NOT alone!! Draw closer to Him and never let go.
I don't know why we went through what we went through. I don't know why we are going through what we are going through now. All I know is there IS a purpose and I have to TRUST in God to keep moving forward.
I know things can be bad....but God.
I know bad things will happen... but God.
I never knew how powerful prayer and faith were until it was all I had to rely on. Pray specifically and hold onto your seed. Have hope. Have faith. And know what is going on. Stay informed and make sure those doctors KNOW that you expect them to do everything in their power to bring your baby to life. Make sure they know that you will not allow them to give up on your baby. That if there is one glimmer of chance-Grab hold of THAT chance... that positive percentage. God is in control and HE has given doctors options and positive percentages.
Science takes you so far... and then there's God.