On April 18th I was just beginning my 38th week of pregnancy. I hadn't felt my baby move all day and at 5:00 pm I finally decided to call the doctor. They told me the usual, drink some juice and lay down for an hour. Well I drank two glasses of juice and layed down for an hour. Still NOTHING . Mike and I went to the hospital that night. The whole time thinking about how we were going to be parents three weeks earlier than planned. Never did we think anything horrible would happen.
We got to the hospital around 7:30 pm. The nurse layed me down on the bed and placed the doppler on my belly. NOTHING . I was in total disbelief thinking everything was still fine. Mike immediately broke down, he knew our angel was gone. The doctor then came in and did an ultrasound which confirmed that our sweet baby boy we had been waiting for, for 8 long months, had died.
At that moment, our world came crashing down around us. All of our hopes and dreams we had just begun to build were over. Our baby, our life we had created was gone. In an instant . We were given the choice of remaining in the hospital that night or going home and coming back first thing in the morning. We decided to go home, I wanted to see my cats, my house, Dylan's room! I fell asleep only two times during the night (each for only about 10 minutes). I dreamt my baby was alive and he was born healthy and beautiful. On Sunday morning we drove back to the hospital where we learned of our horrible loss. They began inducing labor on Sunday morning. By Monday night I was in hard labor and I delivered my sweet angel at 9:05 pm Tuesday April 21st.
How horribly silent the room was. There were tears, many tears, but they were not the tears Mike and I had planeed on releasing. Instead they were tears of sorrow not only from Mike and myself, but from the doctor who delivered Dylan, our Nurse Judy, and the two women Nedra and Janine who were administering the drugs. Our family was in the waiting room amongst other happy families. When they went to see their new little arrival they saw a beautiful baby boy who was perfect in every way except that he had no life. He was so beautiful and looked so much like his daddy.
We are never going to forget our sweet angel Dylan Michael Louvau. He is my life and my strength!!
