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We were not supposed to bring him home in an urn. That's what keeps running through my head over and over.
Labor Day weekend 2016 my husband and I found out I was pregnant with our 3rd child. We hadn't planned it to happen but when we found out it had we were nothing but ecstatic. On October 19, 2016 at 13 weeks pregnant we found out that the baby had stopped growing at 11 weeks. We were devastated. On October 31st I had a dilation and curettage procedure to remove the baby from my womb. Fortunately our girls we young and didn't necessarily understand what happened, but my husband and I were heartbroken. Eventually we were able to move forward.
Fast forward to Labor Day weekend 2017, Friday September 1st, I woke up and something told me I needed to take a pregnancy test, it was positive! We again weren't trying, although we had been able to move forward, we weren't ready to try again, but again when we found out were were beyond ecstatic. We felt blessed to have another chance at a 3rd child. My due date for this pregnancy was just two days later than my due date with the pregnancy the year before. The similarity was terrifying and overwhelming.
Due to my age at the time of conception, 35, I was considered a geriatric pregnancy, combining that with the miscarriage a year before we did everything the doctor recommended. We did genetic testing for chromosome abnormalities, numerous ultrasounds and constant contact with the doctor. My last sonogram was December 15th and everything looked great. We found out we were having a boy and we name him Owen Christopher.
January 3rd I went to the doctor, something just didn't seem right and I wanted a heartbeat check. I went by myself because I was just sure I was being paranoid. I was 22 weeks and 6 days, everything was sure to be fine. The nurse was having trouble finding the heartbeat so they sent me for an ulatrasound, there by myself I founnd out that our son Owen Christopher was gone, there was no longer a heartbeat. There was also no explanation or sign as to why.
On January 4th they induced my labor and on January 5th I delivered our son Owen Christopher Rush. He weighed 7.5 ounces and was 10.5 inches long. He was a beautiful angel. We still do not know why this happened or what caused us to lose him. We chose not to have an autopsy, we didn't want to do that to his small little body when there was still a chance that it would not give us answers.
On January 12th we brought our son home after his funeral in an urn and all I can continue to think is, we were not supposed to bring him home in an urn. We were supposed to bring him home in our arms, alive and well. To say we are heartbroken and devastated is an understatement.
I am the main income source for our family, my husband is self-employed and winter is a slow time for his business. I am off work for 6 weeks to give my body and my heart time to heal. I was just informed by my insurance that there is a chance the short-term disability will not be approved since I was 23 weeks at delivery instead of 24, but there is no way I am emotionally ready to go back to work at this time. My husband is looking for part-time work to help as well. We are also concerned about the medical bills for the delivery, if I am off work and the short-term disability is denied we won't be able to pay those bills. We already have a pile of bills for the chromosome testing as well. We just found out that those tests are being denied by the insurance and the bills are $8,000. We now owe $8,000 for testing and we didn't even get to bring Owen home. I have never asked for help like this before and to be honest I am a bit ashamed to do so, but I have to look out for our girls and make sure that we are able to take care of them and myself during this detrimental time. Any funds we receive will be used to pay hospital bills and the genetic testing bills.
Thank yous so much for taking the time to read this and for any donation you may consider giving.
Jessica Rush
Labor Day weekend 2016 my husband and I found out I was pregnant with our 3rd child. We hadn't planned it to happen but when we found out it had we were nothing but ecstatic. On October 19, 2016 at 13 weeks pregnant we found out that the baby had stopped growing at 11 weeks. We were devastated. On October 31st I had a dilation and curettage procedure to remove the baby from my womb. Fortunately our girls we young and didn't necessarily understand what happened, but my husband and I were heartbroken. Eventually we were able to move forward.
Fast forward to Labor Day weekend 2017, Friday September 1st, I woke up and something told me I needed to take a pregnancy test, it was positive! We again weren't trying, although we had been able to move forward, we weren't ready to try again, but again when we found out were were beyond ecstatic. We felt blessed to have another chance at a 3rd child. My due date for this pregnancy was just two days later than my due date with the pregnancy the year before. The similarity was terrifying and overwhelming.
Due to my age at the time of conception, 35, I was considered a geriatric pregnancy, combining that with the miscarriage a year before we did everything the doctor recommended. We did genetic testing for chromosome abnormalities, numerous ultrasounds and constant contact with the doctor. My last sonogram was December 15th and everything looked great. We found out we were having a boy and we name him Owen Christopher.
January 3rd I went to the doctor, something just didn't seem right and I wanted a heartbeat check. I went by myself because I was just sure I was being paranoid. I was 22 weeks and 6 days, everything was sure to be fine. The nurse was having trouble finding the heartbeat so they sent me for an ulatrasound, there by myself I founnd out that our son Owen Christopher was gone, there was no longer a heartbeat. There was also no explanation or sign as to why.
On January 4th they induced my labor and on January 5th I delivered our son Owen Christopher Rush. He weighed 7.5 ounces and was 10.5 inches long. He was a beautiful angel. We still do not know why this happened or what caused us to lose him. We chose not to have an autopsy, we didn't want to do that to his small little body when there was still a chance that it would not give us answers.
On January 12th we brought our son home after his funeral in an urn and all I can continue to think is, we were not supposed to bring him home in an urn. We were supposed to bring him home in our arms, alive and well. To say we are heartbroken and devastated is an understatement.
I am the main income source for our family, my husband is self-employed and winter is a slow time for his business. I am off work for 6 weeks to give my body and my heart time to heal. I was just informed by my insurance that there is a chance the short-term disability will not be approved since I was 23 weeks at delivery instead of 24, but there is no way I am emotionally ready to go back to work at this time. My husband is looking for part-time work to help as well. We are also concerned about the medical bills for the delivery, if I am off work and the short-term disability is denied we won't be able to pay those bills. We already have a pile of bills for the chromosome testing as well. We just found out that those tests are being denied by the insurance and the bills are $8,000. We now owe $8,000 for testing and we didn't even get to bring Owen home. I have never asked for help like this before and to be honest I am a bit ashamed to do so, but I have to look out for our girls and make sure that we are able to take care of them and myself during this detrimental time. Any funds we receive will be used to pay hospital bills and the genetic testing bills.
Thank yous so much for taking the time to read this and for any donation you may consider giving.
Jessica Rush
Organizer
Jessica Rush
Organizer
Atchison, KS
