My story is similar but also very different, I woke up on the Saturday morning the 7/12/13 It was very early cause I had a pain in my back and my chest, I was gutted at this cause I wanted to have a lie
in as I'm normally at work at 6am and it was my first day off in 9 days so wanted a little in, my plan for the day was to go Christmas shopping in the morning and then take my daughter 7 to a birthday party, when I woke up with the pains I went downstairs and sat in front of the fire, my son who was 8 got up as well which he often does when he hears me as he as learning difficulties, we sat talking about what he would like Father Christmas to bring him and I tried to ease the pain, next thing I knew I could only see what I can only describe as looking at a kaleidoscope, I then remember what I thought was fainting as I remember falling slowly onto the floor, I also remember telling my son to tell his dad, I was lucky his dad was there as most of the time he wouldn't have been, I am told that i had not fainted but I was having a fit, which my son witnessed.
I then came round and two ambulance men where there telling me I had to go to hospital, I argued with them saying I wasn't as I was going Christmas shopping but they insisted, I remember hearing my daughter crying at the top of the stairs and then walking to the ambulance but I don't remember being in the ambulance or arriving at the hospital. I then came round again in A and E and having about 4 doctors with me who told me that they had done a blood test and that I was pregnant, this was the first I knew of it as I had no signs of pregnancy, no bump, still having periods, as you can imagine it was a very big shock. They then took me for a scan and said I was 28 weeks pregnant. I was then taken to intensive care on the maternity unit, I was hooked up to loads of machines and monitored for a while, a couple of hours later they said that they couldn't get my blood pressure down and that they would have to do an emergency c section or me and my baby would be dead within a couple of hours, a nurse also told my mum that if I didn't have the baby now I wouldn't be there in the morning, which was hard for my mum to hear. They took me for the section and Isabelle was born weighing 2pound 12 ounces. She was taken straight to neo natal and I was taken back to intensive care as i was still seriously ill. I stayed there for another 3 days, being monitored every hour, I still had not seen my baby, I was then moved to a normal maternity ward but in a private room, this was hard as I could still hear the other babies on the ward crying and I could not see my baby as I was not well enough. 2 days later when she was 5 days old I managed to go down to the neonatal to see her in a wheel chair.
She was such a tiny little thing but looked ok, the nurses there told me she was closer to 35 weeks as her skin was good and she was breathing on her own. She was a fighter and they had to give her a dummy as she was so loud she was waking the other babies up. I was kept in for a further 3 days when I was let home, I was very happy at this as I had 2 other kids at home that needed me, I was very torn between the hospital and home especially as it was nearly Christmas, I divided my time the best I could and managed to give the kids the best Christmas I could, we went to the hospital every day and the kids came with us. About a week later Isabelle came out of an incubator for 1 day and then had to go back in as she developed a problem with her bowels, they put her on antibiotics and fluids but stopped feeding her, but after 1 day she made so much fuss they had to start feeding her again in small amounts. After another week she got better was taken out of the incubator again and into a normal cot, she started feeding by bottle and was discharged at 4 weeks old, she only weighed 3 pound 12 ounces at that point. When we first went out shopping after she had been home a few days people would ask me if she was real or a doll.
She is now almost 20 months and weighs 17 pound is still very small wearing 6 to 9 months clothing, but she is walking and talking mostly in her own little language, but she is a little monkey and into everything with a great little personality, so cheeky but In a cute way.
I know that's a long story but I wanted to share it