Monday, July 26, 2010

Molly





Our daughter, Molly Susan Taylor, was born July 22, 2010. She was 5 lbs 5 oz and 191/4 inches long. She was beautiful, and we loved her instantly. She stayed with us overnight, and we got two amazing hours with her before she left us to go back to our Father in Heaven. We are relying on our faith in the gospel plan, and the knowledge that one day we will get to raise our baby ourselves. We know she is always ours, and we will love and miss her everyday until we can finally hold her again.

Since that night we have been surrounded by the love and prayers of our family and friends. We are very thankful for all of you. Telling the story time and time again has been incredibly hard, so I am going to do my best to write her story here for those who want to know to come and read and see pictures of our perfect little girl.


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I was a couple days short of 37 weeks pregnant. My belly was growing bigger and bigger and sleeping was become more and more difficult. Poor Lucas had to try and sleep next to me with my constant rearranging and repeated trips to the restroom. As hard as it was to get no sleep, I loved being pregnant. I loved feeling our little girl wiggle around in my belly. I loved watching the way it changed shape and would dance as she did.

Of course, as most mothers do, I was enourmously relieved every time I felt her kick or roll. It seemed that if I could feel her moving that meant I could be sure that she was okay. Each time I had an appointment Lucas and I would both go, excited to find out if I was measuring right, if she was positioned how we guessed she was, and if we could guess my weight right.

My 37 week appointment was actually a few days early, and it went really well. The baby's heartrate was strong and so was mine. She was measuring a little small but she had done the same the week before. Everything was normal, and we left feeling confident and happy. Personally I thought I was a week further along in the pregnancy than the doctors did so I thought I was almost 38 weeks and ready to pop any day. We constantly entertained daydreams of the big "water breaking" moment and how we would rush off to the little girl we have been promised is totally healthy.

That night when Lucas and I got in bed I layed on my side with my belly against his back and she started moving like crazy. She was kicking and rolling, spinning and turning so much even Lucas turned from feeling his back getting kicked and said "What is she doing in there?!" We laughed about how much she was moving- it was the most I had ever felt.

The next day Things were normal, we went through the day and I am not sure if I felt her moving much, it was so normal to feel her that I didn't notice every single movement anymore. I dont remember exactly when the last time I felt her kick was. Lucas was studying for finals and we were concentrating on deciding when and if I would be going to work the next couple days or letting someone cover my shifts. We were really distracted and went to bed.

In the morning we went about our normal morning stuff, I drove Lucas to class to take his last finals. We cleaned up the apartment a little bit. While going about the morning I realized that I hadn't felt the baby move in a while, and couldn't remember if I felt her the night before. I was sure I probably had, but couldn't be sure. I kept my mind on my belly trying to feel for any roll or kick just to be sure. I was thinking maybe she was extra tired and sleeping alot from her crazy kicking night a couple nights ago. I mentioned to Lucas I was a little worried about it and he said to keep trying to feel her, lay on my back and drink cold water. I kept going about my day but became increasingly worried.

I was excited because I had been waiting all month for a lady from my home ward to come into town because she was bringing us our baby crib! I was so excited to set it up and make it look cute and ready for our little girl! Lucas and I spent his precious studying time instead being too excited to wait once the crib was dropped off and we set it up right away. It looked so cute, i kept imagining that in a just a few weeks or even days I would be laying our baby down to sleep there. I was completely thrilled. I took Lucas to his last class and decided that when I got hom I would take a bath or lay down and make sure I was paying closer attention so I could feel her moving.

I got home and layed on the floor next to the crib with my hand on my stomach, i pushed in the spots where she usually is and I could feel her but this time she felt really still and didn't kick me back. They say that babies run out of room and dont move much as they get bigger, and before birth they often dont move very much at all as they drop. I was hoping that was the case but couldn't help but feel a bit of panic rise.

I stayed on the floor for an hour.

Nothing.

She's probably sleeping. She has to be asleep.

I got in the bath and felt around to feel any sign of movement.

Was that movement? Did I feel her?

I wasn't sure If I was feeling little movements or if I was making it up.


Stay calm. Stress isn't good for her

I got out of the bath more unsure. I layed on the bed for another hour.

Nothing.

I decided that as soon as Lucas got home, if I hadn't felt anything, we would go to the Dr. and see if he would listen for her heartbeat.

I tried waiting but after a few minutes I had no patience and decided to go myself. Unfortunately, I hadn't realized that of course the Dr. Office would be closed at 7 pm. So, I drove to Walgreens to see if they might sell a home doppler device so I could listen for her heartbeat myself. I went in and looked and couldn't find one and went out to my car. I was right by the hospital.

I told myself I was probably freaking out for no reason, and if I went to the hospital I would end up racking up tons of bills for tests or just even for asking a doctor to listen for a heartbeat and we would end up broke because I simply freaked out when everything was fine.

I called my mom and as soon as she answered I started crying.

"Mom. I cant feel her. I can't feel her moving at all. I'ts been since yesterday I think. I'm scared. I need to feel her move" I cried and cried. She tried to keep me calm and reassure me that babies dont move around as much when you are so close to them being delivered. I tried to stay as sure. I decided not to go into the hospital until I talked to Lucas and waited about 10 minutes then went and picked him up from class. I was bawling, terrified that I hadn't felt her.

I told him I thought we might need to go to the hospital, but we assumed I would feel it and went home to pray that we would feel it, or she would kick just once to let us now she is okay. We prayed together that we would feel her, then I layed on the floor and we kept our hands on my belly covering the whole thing for a while, and just waiting but there was no kick. There was no denying it now, I could find her little bottom or her back and I pushed on it and she didn't feel THERE. This wasn't the baby I had played with for the last few months. Lucas felt the diffenence too and i saw the worry in his eyes too.

We decided after talking and calling the hospital that we needed to go to the hospital. We went right away, I was still in my junk errand running clothes but I didn't care.

We drove to the hospital and went straight up to the labor and delivery area. Lucas started signing a bunch of papers and I went back into a room with a nurse.

She had me lay on the bed and she lifted my shirt and put the gel on my stomach and after a second we heard a steady

SWISH SWISH SWISH SWISH. It was the most beautiful sound I had ever heard. I was so relieved I let myself not feel guilty for freaking out and freaking Lucas out enough to come to the hospital. I layed there for a second and listened to her heartbeat. Then the baby moved and the nurse couldn't find it again. She wiggled my stomach and finally found the heartbeat but it had dropped from normal level down to 60 bpm. The nurse said "We need to get this baby out"

What did she just say? I thought she was fine. We heard her heart, she's fine. Is she just bored and wants to deliver a baby? Keep her in there if she's fine!

As if Lucas could hear my thoughts he said "I dont think she needs a C-section. We need an ultrasound"

The nurse called for the other nurses to call our doctor and tell him to come immediately and that this baby needed to come out now. We were in shock, and didn't want to believe this nurse knew what she was talking about. We kept insisting on getting an ultrasound.

The doctor was there in just a few seconds and the nurse told him the baby has almost lost her heartbeat and needs to come out. She thought maybe the cord was around her neck. The Doctor grabbed the machine and gave me a quick ultrasound and after looking at the screen for a second he turned to us and said

"That heartbeat is very very slow. It's barely there. We have to get the baby out now, but I can't promise it will be soon enough. I'm sorry, I just can't promise it the baby will make it."

Suddenly I realized how serious they were. I instantly started shaking, and the rest seems a blur. In a matter of seconds the nurse had all my clothes off and were putting in a catheter. There was an IV in my arm and I was suddenly being rolled down the hall. I asked "Can Lucas come in? I need Lucas" They told me "He just needs to change his clothes" I was too scared to cry. I was too alone to feel anything. I just stared at the door and hoped that Lucas would walk in. But he didn't and I said again "Where is Lucas? I need him!" They said "He's outside. He's waiting outside" I wanted to scream, but knew my baby was in trouble and tried to lay still so they could prepare for the C-section. I was shaking so bad I felt like I would fall off the table.

I hear "Where is the anesthesiologist?" and the horrible response of "He's not here yet. We need to get this baby out. We have to start" and a nurse says "has she had an epidural?" "No, we have to start, we'll try and numb her"

I am terrified hearing this, but I am more terrified that my baby isn't breathing. I concentrate on being strong for her as I feel the cold get rubbed on my belly. Then I feel a needle as they tried to numb my skin if they couldn't numb me deep. I feel a sharp pain and they say they made the incision. There is a huge amount of pain as i feel a ton of pressure and what feels like twisting. I said "Ow, ow I feel that! That hurts. it hurts." I tried to lay still for the baby.

save her


Suddenly a man appears above my head and says "We're going to put you to sleep now" and I nodded happy that the pain would end soon. There was a taste as though I had liquid pennies in my mouth and I was gone.

Lucas waited outside and called my parents and his to let them know there was an emergency, and we didn't know much but they were mid surgery now. He was scared. He told me that sitting outside that room not knowing if his wife or his baby were okay was "Hell. It was just hell."

I woke up and slowly came to realize that I was no longer being operated on just as I was being wheeled to the recovery room. They nurses moved me to a bed and cleaned me up and turned me and I guess I turned to Lucas in my drugged up state and said "Did you just see my bum?" he said "Yes" and I said "Lucky guy." Making jokes of course until I remembered what had happened.

Lucas wrote this " I came in a minute later and they said I was there and you told me you loved me. I explained to you that Molly wasn't doing so well but it took you a while before you started to understand things. I went back and took pictures and showed them to you and we named her. I hated sitting out waiting, not knowing how you were and not haring our baby cry. I called my mom, I called your mom, and I kept them updated between tears."

I remember waking up and asking if the baby was safe, if she made it, if she was okay. I was worried about Lucas, I was worried our parents didn't know their granddaughter was here. Lucas explained to me what he knew.

The baby was taken out in just a few minutes, She was born at 9:59pm and when they got her out she wasn't breathing. The umbilical cord was too skinny and it was wrapped around one of her ankles. She wasn't getting enough oxygen, and she had to be given CPR immediately after she was born. They were able to revive her and get her heart to start but she was on oxygen and had not moved on her own. She also had not cried. We didn't know how she was doing, but she was going to have to be transported to Idaho falls to the NICU there where they would test her. We were told she would likely have brain damage from not having oxygen, and it seemed she was struggling in other ways as well.

We both cried and were in shock. Our little girl! Lucas was able to go to the NICU and take pictures of her, and when he brought the phone to me I looked and saw the most beautiful little girl I had ever seen in my life. Thats my daughter. My baby! We decided to name her Molly Susan. We tried to be happy but we were so scared we just hend hands and sat together and listened to what updates came.




They said they needed to take her to Idaho Falls soon and that Lucas would probably go down with her. I agreed that her Dad should be with her. I knew there was a chance she wouldn't make it and I suddenly feared that she would not survive and I would have never seen her. I asked it I could please see her before they leave, and they understood and brought her to my room a few minutes later.

They had to lift my bed up when they wheeled in this big box covered in wires and tubes of oxygen. I saw a tiny little leg and immediately started crying. They got her next to my bed so I could see her face.

I have never felt anything more powerful in my life. I love her. She is perfect and beautiful. I reached in and touched her little foot. It was so soft, she looked so absolutely perfect that it was hard to believe she was struggling to survive. She looked peaceful. I touched her hair and cried. I whispered to her. "Fight hard Molly, be strong for mommy. I love you" Then I feared I was taking away her time to get the help she needed and I blew kisses to her and said "take her now, save my baby!" I looked at Lucas had tears falling down his face. He sat next to me and held my hands and we both cried.

We kept getting updates, the nurses were trying to be hopeful and would tell us that she was doing fine. Then the emergency team leader person came in and explained the truth.

She didn't have enough oxygen for a long time, her lungs are fine but she is on oxygen. her organs are all failing except her heart and lungs it seems. She likely has severe brain damage. They have no idea until the tests how severe it is.

Lucas left a few minutes later to follow her to Idaho falls. I sat in the hospital room and cried and cried. The nurses told me to sleep but I just sat and stared.

My whole body was shaking, and the nurses kept coming in and putting blankets on me, and pushing on my stomach and cleaning my bleeding.

I waited in complete shock to hear news from Lucas. After about 45 minutes I got a call from him that he was there.

He was crying. I could tell he wasn't okay. "Is she okay, Lucas. Is Molly okay?"
He said he spoke with the Dr. and its really bad. through his tears he explained to me that Molly is functioning with the help of the machines, but that she has no brain activity. She is pretty much dead already, and we only have a few really hard options. She could live to be about 1 using the help of feeding tubes and breathing machines, but her mind is gone. The lack of oxygen left her completely brain dead. Or we could try and get me to the hopsital and we could say goodbye to her, and they would take her off the machines. We cried and cried and both knew that we would not selfishly keep her body alive when she was mentally already gone. We knew what we had to do. The doctor said that whatever happened to the cord happened for reasons we didn't know. It may have been that it was too skinny, but it also may have gotten twisted or kinked. All we know is that it happened a few days ago. There was no way the doctors could have known this would happen, and no way we could have known in time. Lucas said he would talk to the doctors about how to get me to Molly so I could hold her before we say goodbye. He promised to call me back and said he loved me.

I felt as though someone filled me with cement. My baby is already gone. My Molly! How could this happen?!

There are no words to explain how it felt to know that she was gone. That the baby who was okay two days ago was gone now. That I was going to get one moment with her, and it would be the moment I say goodbye to her. I cried harder than I thought possible.

Lucas wrote this:
After I talked with Dr. Gates, I was able to go sit by her and touch her hands and feet and head. It's those times when you cry so hard but you feel like your head will explode. I felt like that was the time I said my goodbye, but I could not stop thinking of Amber and getting back to her."

He calle dme and let me know that they were going to drive Molly back to me since it was dangerous to make me travel right after surgery. He said he was on his way back, and Molly would be there after.

I Called my mom and told her the news. I cried harder and harder. I wasn't angry, I was just completely sad. I cried to my mom until Lucas called to say he was here.

Lucas came in the room and we watiged to gether and cried and held eachtoher about 45 mintues and waited for Molly. We tried to be strong knowing that this was our time with her, and nobody knew how long it would be.

I didn't want to meet my daughter looking as bad as I did but didn't have much choice so I asked a nurse to brush my hair. She brushed it and then went and got Molly. The team wheeled her in and we thanked them for bringing her. They gave me a blanket and Lucas stood next to me while they reached in to the box and unhooked Molly from her Machines.

I held my breath as they put her in my arms. I tried to keep from crying to hard so that I would be able to see her. they pulled the breathing tube out of her mouth and then it was just us and her. We just had to hold her and give her all the love possible, all the love we had for her whole life to squeeze into whatever minutes we would get with her. We watched her breathing by herself and cried and cried. I held her close to me and kept kissing her face. Lucas held her too and stared at his daughter. He cried and kissed her and told her he loved her. Then he sat on the bed and we held her between us.

She was so perfect. The most beautiful little baby girl I've ever seen. Its hard to explain how much we loved her. How precious that time with her was. Lucas was able to give her a blessing, and to give me one. They were beautiful. We sat there and talked about how lucky we are to have her. That she is our baby girl.

We knew the truth of the gospel, and we know that we will see our daughter again. We knew that this was not really goodbye, but more of a "see you later" We have been promised that we will be able to raise our baby one day, and that gave us so much hope as we held her there. We could feel her fighting, and knew that it was not our time with her. That we would raise her in a time when the world was better. We felt a huge amount of love of Christ, and a peace at knowing this wasn't the end. It was as though we were being hugged, we knew that Molly was OUR daughter and she would be ours forever. We WOULD get to raise her one day, we would hold her again and we would see her smile, and laugh, and cry. We would feel all the joy in the world. We felt so lucky to have her.

We were so proud of her as we held her. She kept fighting and fighting. We would think she was gone, and then she would take another breath and her color would come back. She opened and closed her hands, and struggled for breath. We kept kissing her and telling her we loved her. We told her to send her cousin down safely. We told her that we would live so that we can be with her again, that we would work on our talents so we could share them with her one day.

The nurses were coming in and out of the room taking pictures for us, and listneing to her heart. They were all crying with us. When Molly finally slipped away we both knew it. We could feel the difference. She left our arms and was with Heavenly Father. We kissed her again and cried and cried and told her we would see her soon. The nurses took her away and we cried quietly as it was just us in the room.

Lucas went to the window and opened the blinds. The sun was coming up. It was a beautiful sunrise. This was a new day. This is not how I wanted this day to go, this is not what I thought would happen. But the sunrise was stunning, and so was our daughter, and so was our breif time with her. And even if we weren't ready, new days would come and go. The world would keep turning, and we would have to live the best we could to know we would get to be with her again.

This was a tragedy I could never have imagined, but also makes me feel unbelieveably blessed. Molly is my daughter. Lucas is my husband. We have been trusted to be the parents of a spirit so precious all she needed that perfect little body. We wouldn't wish for this, but we feel lucky to have the promise of a daughter with a spirit as pure as Molly's. We love her and we always will.

Molly passed away at 5:55 am. She is not here physically but we know she will always be with us. She is our little angel, and for two beautiful hours she fought hard to be with us, and gave us the best gift we could imagine. We got to say goodbye to her, and see her looking healthy and strong. We love you, Molly. We'll miss you everyday until we see you again!

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Molly had her Daddy's long fingers. She had my head shape. She had tiny ears and ticklish feet. She had her Dad's mouth, and my toes. She was perfect. Here are some pictures of the time we had with her.



23 comments:

MaShay & Jason said...

Amber and Lucas. We love you dearly and are so glad that we could come and spend some time with you two. You are in our prayers constantly and we are so happy to have sweet little Molly touch our lives. Love you sis.

Katie said...

Oh, Amber. Sweetie, I cannot stop crying. Ever since I found out I've been in tears for you. My heart hurts for you. I'm so thankful we have the knowledge of the gospel and of eternal families. Molly is sealed to you both and you will hold her and kiss her perfect face again. She's beautiful. I wish I could give you a great big hug. Thanks for having the courage to share this again with all of us. You'll be in my prayers. I love you.

coco_angel said...

She is beautiful Amber. You are both inspiring with how strong you are with so much faith. You have a beautiful daughter who you will see again; it's such a wonderful gift to know that!! I won't be there for the funeral, but my thoughts and prayers will be with you on Saturday. I love you!!!!!!

Tara LaRue said...

Amber - she's beautiful. You're beautiful. Thank you for sharing and for your testimony. You've turned into a lovely woman and I feel privileged to have known you.

Shalena said...

Isn't it amazing how truely blessed we are to have the gospel in our lives! As had as this is it is great to feel the love of our savior and know that we will see those who have passed again. She is beautiful. I am sure she knows you and Lucas love her dearly. I love you!

Lynsi said...

Amber tears are rolling down my cheeks and I just want to hug you. What a precious baby and precious family. You are in my thoughts and prayers. I am just lost for words but know that my I am thinking of you and your sweet family.

Jenica said...

Amber this is such a touching story and you two are so blessed to have such a beautiful little girl. Thank you so much for sharing your story. It's one worth the Ensign! I love ya! You're in my thoughts and prayers.

Jason and Bria said...

Amber and Lucas, she is beautiful. I wish you guys the best. Your little family will always be together, forever. we are so blessed to have the gospel and the perspective on eternal life that we do. You are in our thoughts and prayers. love you

Taryn Gray said...

Amber,
I've been wiping my tears for the past hour. This story has touched our hearts. My heart hurts for you, from one mother to another. Heavenly Father loves you.Thank goodness for the gospel in our lives. I will continue to pray for you both, and little Molly.

Matt said...

She's so beautiful. Touching story. Thank you for sharing it with everybody. You are in our thoughts and prayers.

Barrie said...

Amber & Lucas - thank you for posting your story about Molly. I've been sitting here in tears. I can't imagine how hard this is for you and your family. My prayers are with you in hopes that you can feel the strength and love of our Heavenly Father and all of us who love you, too! Thank you for sharing your testimony - it's what gets us through these difficult trials. I love you! Barrie

Brandilyn said...

Amber, I barely know you at all, but Carrie told me a little bit about what's been going on with you guys and you've been in my thoughts and prayers ever since. Molly is so blessed to have such worthy, loving parents and I'm so happy for the knowledge you have that you will see your baby girl again. I continue to pray for you and Lucas in this trying time.

Ash said...

Oh Amber we love you guys so much! We first heard as we were coming out of the temple and got a message from uncle Jess. After crying together for a minute, Josh went back in and put your names on the prayer roll. What a blessing the gospel of Jesus Christ is! I can't imagine life in general let alone a curcumstance like this, without it. You have been in our thoughts and prayers daily. Molly is one of the most beautiful babies I have ever seen, so perfect. What a precious guardian angel for your little family. What peace it will bring knowing she's always close and watching over you all.
Thank you so much for your examples of faith and courage. You both are so amazing and we look up to you so much. Molly is very lucky to have parents like you that WILL return worthy to live with and raise that perfect baby girl.
We love you both dearly. Please let us know if you need anything.

The Crazy Coxes said...

Amber and Lucas,
I am soooo sorry.
We've ben out of town for two weeks and I thought I would catch up on blogs. I am so sorry for your loss. She is a beautiful, beautiful baby. You will be in our prayers!

Benjamin & Shanae Lee said...

Amber and Lucas,

Shanae and I have both drawn from your strength. Thank you for sharing your story. You have a beautiful family. Someday, sooner than you think, you will see Molly again and she will tell you how much she has missed you and the indescribable emotion will be reciprocated. I am sure that our Heavenly Father loves her so much and is taking great care of her, as he is you. You are ever in our prayers.

Steven & Jennifer Clegg said...

Lacey Evanson told me today about your precious Molly returning to her Father in Heaven. She is absolutely beautiful. There are lots of people who are praying for you, Lucas, and your families right now. Our family is one of the many. Few people know what you're going through emotionally right now, but our hearts are aching and we're crying with you. We don't know why these things happen, but thankfully we are fortunate enough to have the knowledge of the fullness of the gospel. You will see her again one day. It still isn't fair. It's not. Thank you for sharing your heartbreaking, yet touching experience with us. You're willingness to open your heart will help someone cope through a loss of this magnitude one day, I'm sure of it. Sending lots of love and prayers your way....

America said...

Amber, I'm so sorry to hear about your loss. I cannot even begin to imagine what you've gone through. She was absolutely beautiful. I'm so sorry and I'll keep you and your family in my prayers.

Erin and Devin said...

Amber and Lucas. What an amazing experience you both had. I am very sorry for your loss, but I am also very glad you were able to get a little bit of time with your perfect, beautiful little girl! How wonderful it is to have the gospel in our lives, that helps us through these difficult times. As I read through your post about Molly, I thought how great that you were so conscious about her before you went to the hospital. I know that Heavenly Father loves you both and that you will get to raise her. Molly is very lucky to have such wonderful parents. Please let me know if there is anything that I can ever do. :) I'm just a couple of steps away.

Benjamin & Shanae Lee said...

Amber,

I hope you are doing well. Ben said he talked to you and Lucas this week. I have something that I want to give you. I hope that we can get together soon.


Shanae

M. Jorgensen said...

i know you don't know me but my name is Megan Jorgensen, i saw your fb page and then found your blog. I just had my first baby aug 3, a boy who was 12 weeks early. he decided to come at just 28 weeks. He is in the Idaho Falls NICU. I bawled and bawled and bawled as I read your story!!!! I am so sorry for your lose, you are in my thoughts and prayers. I can't imagin how you feel, but I do know slightly how you feel!! Heavely Father is with her now and she is perfect once again! Stay strong!

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Anonymous said...

Amber & Lucas. I am just someone surfing the web and came across a picture of a perfect angel. You shared a lovely story and piece of your heart. It's been a few months now and I pray God continues to fill any emptiness your heart feels. You are indeed very strong and your faith will see you through.

GMP said...

Amber and Lucas

I cried and cried until I got to the part about you guys having a pure, innocent, perfect daughter waiting for you and that you will get to know her and see her talents and share your own. That's when I stopped crying and hope entered my heart for you two. I'm grateful for the knowledge we have that all of these things are for the best and according to Heavenly Father's perfect plan. He's designed it so we can be with our families forever.

Thinking of your new little family!