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Baby Ezra 

On September 7, 2024 at 6:35 AM. My life changed forever. I gave birth to my son Ezra Ezekiel Zawadi. I had a very normal pregnancy. Ezra was growing at the appropriate pace he should have been. On the night of September 6, I had some cramping that went on for about and hour. I decided to go to the emergency room. Before I left the house I went to the bathroom where I saw blood in the toilet. I immediately panicked and went to the ER. I felt something was wrong.
At the ER my cramps were intensifying. When I was seen by the doctors they told me I was going into active labor and the cramps were labor cramps. The dr did a ultrasound where I could see my son still alive, with his heart beating moving around in my tummy. Seemingly completely unaware of what was happening. Unfortunately the drs said my water will break and there was nothing they could do other than I either give birth or have a DNC surgical procedure. I opted for to give birth to my son. I wanted to see and hold my baby. My labor lasted about 6 hours. I didn’t have any epidural. Just pitocin to speed up the process. And fentanyl for pain. 

At 6:35AM on September 7, 2024 I gave birth to my son. He came out breached. Feet first. It was a surreal feeling birthing my child knowing he had already passed on in my tummy. I didn’t get to say goodbye. I didn’t get to hear his cry. As the doctors cleaned him and gave him to me I broke down. Seeing my beautiful baby boy’s face gave me a sense of happiness but deep sadness. I examined every part of him from his cute little feet and toes to his fully belly. My beautiful baby looked just like me. I spent the whole day with him. The drs and nurses took professional photos and gave me a memory box. Throughout the morning I remember just holding my baby. Looking up and the ceiling and feeling a sense of emptiness. Social workers, nurses, and chaplain came into the room. The hardest part for me was having to say goodbye to my son. I agreed to do an autopsy on my son and my placenta. Still up until that point of me being in the hospital drs still didn’t know the cause of my son’s death. 

Coming home with a memory box instead of my baby was heart shattering. 
A few weeks later I got son’s autopsy report back saying I contacted chorioamnitios from my placenta causing my son’s untimely death. The high risk drs don’t know how or why I contracted the infection. They explained to me it’s nothing that I did. Not having answer til this day really hurts and bothers me. The autopsy revealed other than the infection I had a completely healthy baby boy for 19 weeks. The drs explained for future pregnancies I will have to be seen more frequently and given a possible cerclage. But that I should have no issue carrying a baby to full term.