As we know, every woman, baby, and pregnancy is different. Not only from woman to woman, but the same woman from child to child. Some pregnancies are a breeze while others have unexpected risks and complications. Sometimes, you as the mother, have control over how healthy your baby can be (i.e.; you don’t smoke or drink alcohol during pregnancy) while other times the cards life has dealt you is not the hand you would play if you had the choice.
Meet Strong Momma, Sabrina, a mom of 3 boys who is a Type I Diabetic. This is her story:
“Exactly one day before my 16th birthday I was told I had diabetes. I had been losing weight, drinking constantly and getting up at night peeing a good 10x. I didn’t have the slightest clue what diabetes was, no one on either side of my family had it, and I didn’t know anyone who did. But, I could tell from the way my mom reacted that it wasn’t good.
I was hateful and just so upset at the world – I couldn’t get my license right away, I was a cheerleader and while at practice I kept feeling like I was going to pass out, I was at the doctors more in 6 month’s then I had really ever been in my life. Type 1 diabetes doesn’t just occur in a 15/16 year old without a family history, but, I had mono 4 times in a 6 month period and they believe it just shut my pancreas down.
Fast forward to when I was 19, a senior in high school, and was with the love of my life when I found out I was pregnant – not good. Diabetics run a risk of having babies with abnormalities, health issues, etc. We had to be referred to a specialist an hour away because no one in our town dealt with high risk pregnancies. I was terrified, unsure what to do, just starting my senior year of high school, and I was clueless. Every 2 weeks we drove an hour away to meet with a maternal fetal doctor who took excellent care of us. Eventually we had to go twice a week for a NST (non stress test) where my sugars were all over the place, it was nerve racking. At 35 weeks I was placed in the hospital for high blood pressure and 2 weeks later I had an emergency c-section and delivered a healthy 7lb 6oz little boy who is now a healthy 9 year old. He turned one when we found out we were expecting again and a few weeks later we lost the baby. I was just shy of 12 weeks and was beyond devastated. We were all crushed.
Months later we were planning our wedding when I found out we were pregnant again, just 2 months before our wedding date, and after losing a baby I was terrified of it happening again. It was a rough pregnancy and had numerous scares, so we were constantly back and forth to our specialist. Landon was born at 33 weeks, weighing 6 lbs 4oz due to early labor via emergency c-section. Landon was just 7 weeks old when I had gotten food poising and was deathly sick. I had thrown up so much that I became delirious and my husband had to call the ambulance. I had to be restrained because my brain and body were shutting down, my blood sugar was over 800 when they got me to the hospital and I spent 4 days in the ICU. At that time I knew I had to change things, so I got my blood sugars under control, got myself on an insulin pump and it was a life saver!
We knew we wanted 2 more kids, but when Landon was 2 I lost my dad suddenly to a massive heart attack and it rocked my world. I thought, “I don’t want any more babies without my dad here to see them grow up.” Well, I had a change of heart so my husband and I started trying again and had a hard time conceiving. I was a week away from being put on Clomid to try to help when I found out we were expecting! I was over the moon! Same story, same scenario, back and forth to the doctors an hour away. At 24 weeks I started having signs of early labor and was our in the hospital for a few days and given shots to help try to stop labor and help the babies lungs mature just in case. I was sent home on strict bed rest (which wasn’t realistic with me being a stay at home mom of 2 little ones) but, I did the best I could give the circumstances.
At 28 weeks my mom had come over to help me with the cleaning and laundry because I had been sick all day, I just didn’t feel well. She ran to grab some groceries and when she got home I told her something wasn’t right, I was cramping and throwing up and just felt off, so I called my doctor and she told me to get to them as soon as possible. I threw a bag together, my 2 oldest were at my in laws’ and we headed to the doctors. By the time we got there I knew my son was going to be delivered. I had the most unbearable pain and it felt like my insides were being ripped out. Thankfully my husband got there just in time and the doctor said, “We are delivering now.” They had him out in 5 minutes and we both almost lost our lives. My placenta had completely detached and I was bleeding to death and my new baby was drowning in my blood. Layton weight 3lbs 4oz at 28 weeks (again diabetes helped him pack on weight.) We spent the next 2 months at a children’s hospital that was an hour away from home and family. My husband was amazing and took care of our 2 oldest so that I could be with our youngest. Layton had surgery for a granular tumor in his mouth when he was just 3.5 weeks old.
By the grace of God he never had any life threatening issues other than being a premie. Today he is a feisty 3 year old who runs the house!”