One morning, Dilpa who is one of our lovely web team didn’t turn up for work … we soon found out why. Read on to hear her remarkable birth story. We in the Battersea design and marketing office can’t wait to meet little baby Amba once she is back home ….
December 2011 – Our dearest baby girl was delivered by an emergency C-section due to pre-eclampsia. My first pregnancy was pretty straight-forward, I was very excited when I found out I was expecting and it was a complete miracle to get this far and to give our 9 year old son a sibling.
The pregnancy was going beautifully with minimal morning sickness. The 20 weeks routine scan showed that the baby was healthy. Everything was progressing well, with the only hiccup being raised blood pressure but at this stage I was thoroughly enjoying my growing baby bump. In the evenings after dinner was when the baby was most active I would watch my stomach contort into different shapes. Feeling great I planned to work as long as I possibly could.
From week 26 onwards things started to change. I noticed that my ankles and legs started to swell up, but I honestly didn’t think too much of it. According to my midwives and all the literature out there, it was considered normal, especially when my antenatal checks were perfect, apart from the blood pressure which was controlled by the medication.
At 28 weeks, I had a scheduled appointment with the obstetrician. He pointed out baby’s heart beat and carried on with the measurements. As the scan went on it became clear there was a problem. It was explained to me that the baby was 2 weeks behind in growth. I was put on a course of 4 doses of Cortisone steroids. The steroids would help strengthen the baby’s premature lungs in case I had to have an early birth.
At 29 weeks, I went into hospital for a routine blood pressure check. On arrival I was placed on to a CTG monitor, it took a few minutes to find the babies’ heart beat and in which time I was getting extremely anxious. My blood pressure was quite high, the blood test showed that my liver proteins were slightly elevated and that there was also protein in my urine. I was booked for an immediate scan to see how the baby was doing.
The registrar explained to me that I had reduced blood flow to the placenta and reduced amniotic fluid. I was developing pre-eclampsia and the baby’s birth weight was very low. Only a few minutes passed and he re-entered my room with a lot more people. It was explained that my baby was in severe distress and even though I was only 29 weeks I needed to have an emergency caesarean to attempt to save my baby. Immediately I was prepared for theatre, bloods taken, given the run down of the surgery and what was preparing to take place, signed the consent forms and wheeled down to the theatre. My husband only just made it to the hospital in time to see me before they proceeded with the surgery. All that was going through my mind was that my baby was critically ill and to see my child enter the world, regardless of the outcome.
It was such a relief when my beautiful baby girl Amba, was delivered on the 28th December 2011 at 17.48 pm. She was 29 + 5 weeks gestation, weighed 1040 grams. I did not even get to see her gorgeous little face as she was whisked down to the Newborn Care Unit.
I will be keeping you up to date on Amba’s progress along with the highs and lows of having a baby in intensive care.