My ds was born at 21+4 after a devastating anomaly scan which I faced alone (covid). I was "fortunate" that I was given a fetal medicine scan only 48 hours after my anomaly scan so was able to go from a vague "your baby has spina bifida" to "your baby boy had myelomeningocele spina bifida with Arnold Chiari 2 malformation, we can't see his cerebellum and his spinal cord is open at S2, his brain is being pulled into his neck and every time he moves, he does himself more damage". He was given a 30% chance of having any quality of life. That's if he survived to term. And survived birth. And survived the multiples of invasive brain, spine, bowel operations. That's without the breathing and feeding issues. That's if he wasn't taken by an infection. In the middle of a pandemic.
He was so wanted and so desperately loved. I was not prepared to out him though a short life filled with suffering, pain and struggle. I have no doubt he would have been a joy, but he would never have left an incubator in a children's hospital. I wasn't willing to play Russian roulette with his life. He was born living and stayed alive for a precious hour and a half. He has a birth and death certificate. Obtaining a birth certificate for a baby born prior to 24 weeks is hellish. I then had to endure an inquest into his death.
TFMR or compassionate induction is the most hellish, devastating, distressing and traumatising experience I have ever been through. I have PTSD from it.
I do not know one other TFMR mum who is not forever changed by her experience. I held my son, loved him, took his hand and footprints, told him how desperately sorry I was, sang to him, read to him, rocked him. I had him baptised just after he passed, while he was still warm. He slept in between my husband and I while we cradled him, in a blanket I had hastily made for him, in a hat I crocheted so that he would have something from me.
It is incredibly rare for it to be a surgical termination after about 16 weeks. So we give birth. We go to hospital, are induced, and give birth to loved, wanted, prayed for babies, who we will never get to take home. Because we wanted to spare them pain and suffering. I took his pain so that he never had to endure it. I will carry the suffering and grief of his loss in my heart forever.
TFMR is healthcare. But not just for the mother, its healthcare for the baby too