Recently a fellow Instagramer that features different special needs families asked me to answer some questions. I found her questions to be awesome and intriguing. So as much as I can’t wait to read more on her instagram page and blog, I also wanted to share the story I just wrote about having Ollie. I figured I may not share it very often on here and often times people assume that we knew that Ollie was going to have complications. So to set the story straight… here it is 🙂
Our Birth Story:
I personally love to be pregnant. It’s a total mixed bag of good and difficult, but I tend to spend the majority of the time really loving growing a human inside of me. When I was pregnant with Ollie it was no different. It was actually my best pregnancy. When the doctor told me they wanted to induce me due to high fluid I cried to my husband because it went against my plan of having everything “natural”…. sort of 🙂 They broke my water and everything else got to go the way I wanted. Giving birth is such a funny thing. It’s the most beautiful and miraculous moment mixed with the most horrendous, terrifying pain you’ve ever experienced. Prayers of thanks and words that ‘mommy’s don’t say’ come flying out in rapid fire.
After Ollie was born it was pure bliss. Everything was wonderful and perfect. He scored 8 in the APGAR test. He looked like complete perfection.
My husband and I love to play a game at the hospital- get out as fast as possible. So as soon as I had Ollie we started to go through the motions to go home. This takes hours for different people to sign off at various check points. We had gotten everything done and our bags were packed as we waited for the pediatrician to come and check him off of her list.
When the pediatrician finally arrived we patiently waited as she looked over our little perfect babe. However when she was all done instead of saying “he looks great! Feel free to go home!” She said “I’m feeling a little concerned about this pose that he’s striking. I can’t tell if he’s just simply hacking up fluid from birth- which is very possible because he’s only 6 hours old… or if he’s having a seizure and striking this pose. I’d like for you guys to take him to the NICU (Neo-Natal Intensive Care Unit) just to double check. Hopefully it’s nothing 🙂
Ugh. We went to the NICU and within two days found out that he wasn’t in fact having any seizures (yay!) but he was in fact missing a portion of his brain (what?!)…. On day three we left the hospital because he was in no immediate danger. His health was fine. It just so happened he was missing his corpus collosum which is the mid-section of the brain. This piece connects the two hemispheres together and helps them communicate.
Our final send off from the doctor was this- “Agenesis of the Corpus Collosum has varying effects on people. He could be in a special reading group in school because he needs just a little extra support. Or he might never do anything- no sitting, rolling, eating, communicating… nothing… Just take him home and love him and see how it goes. For now, just treat him like any other baby.”
And thus began our life with Ollie.