*Always trust your instincts!*

Tuesday, I got a call that my doctor’s office cancelled my prenatal appointment because my doctor went to a delivery. I was already on the way to the office, so I went to at least get the pee in the cup stuff done since I couldn’t reschedule. I mentioned that I hadn’t felt her move much during that day. They put me on a machine to monitor movement and we couldn’t get her to move with sugar or ice cold water. So my doctor came back to the office and checked me. I wasn’t dilated so then we did an ultrasound. She wasn’t moving at all; no breathing motions, nothing. So, we went next door to the hospital for an emergency c-section. They discovered when she came out that her cord was wrapped multiple times around her neck. Thank god I went to my appointment anyway and that I spoke up about the movement or she probably wouldn’t have made it. My doctor just stopped by and told us, “The fact of the matter is that she was dying.”

*Thank you all for your wonderful comments. It was the most terrifying thing I’ve ever been through. I still breakdown thinking about it and how it worked out perfectly. It could’ve been so different. We are blessed beyond measure.

On another note, when they took her to get her HepB shot on day two, they ‘accidentally’ (didn’t follow their own safeguards or scan the meds) gave her the adult TDaP shot. So, that was another traumatic issue since it’s literally never happened before. We’re still monitoring her and will get her HepB done at the two week appointment now. Our girl is a fighter!