The Story of My Two Angel Babies-Brady and Ben and Their Brother Braxton

The story of me and my three baby boys is such a long and complicated one that it is hard to know where to start. Therefore, I will just start from the beginning. I found out in June 2007 that I was pregnant with triplets. I was shocked, scared, happy, excited, nervous, and pretty much every other emotion that you can imagine all at the same time. My husband, Michael, and I had tried for years to have a baby so this seemed like a triple blessing. I was sent to a high risk doctor to monitor my pregnancy very close since it was such a high risk pregnancy. Week by week went by and I continued to have no problems. I eventually found out that I was expecting three baby boys. I couldn't believe it. Some of you may have read the blog that I started about my pregnancy. I did this because so many people were so interested in a triplet pregnancy that they wanted to know every aspect of all of my doctor's appointmets. I had ultrasound after ultrasound done and each time I was told the same thing-you have three healthy baby boys. This soon changed.....

On Nov 2, 2007 I began having contractions at only 26 weeks pregnant. I had just had an ultrasound on Oct 23 and everything looked great and I was still showing no signs of starting to dialate so this took me completely by surprise. Michael took me to the hospital where they confirmed that I was indeed in labor. For four days they tried to stop my labor but when they finally did an ultrasound (after me pleading for one for days) they discovered that my precious Baby A (Ben) did not have a heartbeat. They told me that they would not know what had happened until I delivered them and since it was obvious that Ben's death was causing my labor they were not sure if they would be able to stop it or if they even wanted to. The next morning on Nov 6, 2007 I had dialated too far and had to have an emergency C-section. Ben was stillborn and it was obvious at birth that his cord had become twisted which caused his death. Baby B (Braxton) was born weighing 1 pound 13 ounces and Baby C (Brady) was born weighing 1 pound 12 ounces. Obviously Braxton and Brady were sent to the NICU but we were told that they were breathing well and doing quite well for 26 weekers. Braxton continued to do well and just had to get big enough to come home. On Jan 7, 2008 Braxton came home from the NICU and is now an almost 12 pound healthy baby boy. Brady began having trouble with his intestines just two weeks after birth and was sent to Vanderbilt Children's Hospital. After almost five months and 3 surgeries, Brady passed away in my arms on March 29, 2008. We never got to bring him home from the hospital. For the past month, my husband and I have tried to settle back into some sort of normal life with our surviving triplet son Braxton. However we know that our life will never be normal again. I miss my babies so very much. Brady was such a fighter and I felt that he deserved to live but God had other plans. I have been seeing a grief counselor and she suggested that it may be healthy for me to journal or blog about my feelings so this is my attempt to that. I hope that by just jotting down what I am feeling each day that it will help to heal my heart just a little. More to come...