Story of My Angel Brandon





	I had a normal pregnancy with nothing much exciting happening. I was going to the DR every week now, and was looking forward to the birth of my son, Brandon. The crib was up and ready, his clothes were washed, and I had all the gifts from my baby shower unwrapped and ready to use. The suit case was packed and waiting by the door. I had another child, so I knew what to expect, and what to have ready. I never in my dreams or nightmares thought this could happen to me. I was a healthy woman, and had already had a healthy pregnancy with my daughter Summer. Plus I was 9 months pregnant. My mother was also Pregnant at the time, but I was a month ahead of her. I thought it was exciting being pregnant together. I also thought if something bad was gonna happen to either of our pregnancies, it would be her because of her age.(Not that I wanted anything bad to happen mind you.) Nothing could go wrong with me. I was doing everything right! Oh how I eat those words now!!! I had gotten up on Dec17 to see my husband off to work at 6 AM. My daughter who was 3 at the time was still sleeping so I decided to go back to bed myself. I laid down on the bed, and Brandon did a roll or sorts. I had never felt him move that way before. I remember thinking it was weird, but I rolled to my side and went to sleep any way. I woke up a little while later with my daughter and went through my day as usual. My husband came home at 5 PM and I told him I hadn't felt the baby move much today, not since that morning. He asked if I should call the DR, I told him no, I had an appointment early in the morning anyway. (Brandon was already gone then, I just didn't know it yet.) The next morning I went to the DR and they asked the usual questions, like had the baby moved. I said not since yesterday morning. Well, the nurse blew it off and said lets go see what's going on... We went into a room and she tried to hook me up to the fetal heart rate machine, but couldn't find a heartbeat. I started getting nervous, and she had the DR come in. He couldn't find it and ordered an ultrasound. My Mother in law was with me, so I asked her to come back with me cause she had never seen any of the previous ultrasounds. We went back to the other room, and the nurse hooked me up...as soon as she turned on the monitor, I could see the heart wasn't beating. I started crying, and I felt bad that out of the other ultrasounds, my mother in law had to see this one. The DR came in and said "I'm sorry Carrie, your baby is gone...." I went hysterical. Asking why? What did I do to deserve this? My Mother in law just held me and cried too. I was put in the hospital that night, and they started my labor. The whole time I was praying for my baby to move. I was praying it was a mistake. I was in there for 5 days before I had him. And in that time I had counselors, and I was able to talk with my husband who never left my side. We had him Dec22,1997. He was a beautiful baby. He weighed 6lbs, and was 19 inches long. He had dark wavy hair, and rosy cheeks with rosy lips. I held him for 2 hours before I gave him to the nurses. I wanted to hold him longer, but my arms were so weak. They took pictures of him, but I don't put them on the computer because they are mine. Not for sharing. I do have another son now. I got pregnant 3 months after loosing Brandon. My arms ached so to have a baby in them. I had Bradley Dec15,1998. He turned a week old on Brandon's first b-day/Angel day. Well, this is my story. Sorry to have rattled on, but I felt it needed to be told in its entirety.