Paxton Paul Peterson entered this world on March 24, 2011 at 8:27 AM via emergency c-section. And it was just as He had planned. This is a story of the amazing sovereignty of God. Paxton’s birth is truly a testament to His greatness.
3:30AM I woke up after having a very troubling (pregnancy) dream. Poor Steve, I woke him up too to calm me down 🙂
4:30AM Water broke … proceeded to calmly? fly around the house packing the hospital bag (don’t judge) while Steve installed the car seat in the car. Yeah… we were totally unprepared. But He already knew it was Paxton’s time to arrive. We called the doctor and let her know that little man was on his way!
6:15/30AM checked into the hospital & did the general new admit “stuff” They prepped me for an “emergency” c-section b/c our sweet boy was breeched.
8:27AM Our angel was born. He was (and is) just perfect. Steve watched the whole thing happen. When they brought him up to my face it was the most amazing moment. Indescribable. I honestly couldn’t believe we had created this beautiful child. Pax’s body temp was a little low, so Steve took him to the nursery to warm him up.
….And then things changed…
I’m going to pause here to just say that I am truly grateful to be alive. The complications that followed Paxton’s birth could have very easily ended my life.
Minutes after Paxton was born, the doctors tried to delivery my placenta. It wasn’t coming out. The resident tried. The doctor tried. It was not budging. I vividly remember turning to the nurse anesthetist and asking her if everything was ok. She told me that they were having trouble delivering my placenta. I started to get a bit anxious. The doctors tone changed as she asked the nursing staff to get her more blood. It was then that I realized something was seriously wrong. I admit, I became incredibly fearful in that moment… as they worked, I asked the doctor if I was ever going to be able to have children again. Her response “Brittany, you’re going to be just fine. We’re doing everything we can and I’ll explain it all to you later.” While reassuring… it wasn’t comforting. Reality set in. I might never have kiddos again. In that moment, I started to worry about Steve and Paxton… what if I didn’t make it off the operating table.
By His grace and the doctors’ hands, I did. They delivered my placenta in pieces and then pumped me full of pitocin to stop the bleeding. The doctors stitched me up… but still worried that I might hemorrhage. They stayed with me and checked my vitals every few minutes for the first 30-45 min after surgery.
As the day went on I had several residents, nurses, and doctors come in and talk to me. Finally, my doctor came in and described what had happened.
The condition I had was called Placenta Increta and it is extremely rare. The overarching term for the condition is Placenta Accreta and it occurs in 1/2500 pregnancies. The type I had, Increta, only accounts for 15% of those 1 in 2500… so what is that, like .006% of pregnancies?? Also, it’s usually found in women who have had multiple births (and multiple c-sections). Which, I haven’t… You can check out this website for more details…though, there don’t seem to be a lot of details out there.
Many of the nurses commented that I was lucky to either 1) have my uterus… or 2) be alive. Yes, they said that to me. Brittany you’re lucky to be alive. Wow. Talk about sobering. I had one nurse explicitly tell me that I was so incredibly lucky to have Dr. C as my doctor… b/c if anyone else had been the one doing the delivery, I likely would have had a hysterectomy. I honestly can’t imagine. 30 yrs old ~ post pardum~ and in menopause. Wow.
Though, I wouldn’t classify my good fortunate as “luck” as so many nurses and doctors did~ I would call it Grace ~ I was given something I did not deserve: a beautiful child and a chance to experience an amazing life with my family.
This whole experience has given me the opportunity to really EXPERIENCE the sovereignty of God through my sweet son. You see, we had probably 100 people praying for us…for Paxton, that he would turn his tush around. He was breached and Steve & I so desperately wanted a natural child birth. In the American medical system, it’s very tough to find someone who will deliver a breached baby naturally, so we prayed & prayed that little man would turn. I also tried EVERYTHING known to man to get him to swing his tush around. I sat with my hips in the air for extended periods of time, several times a day. I put my legs up the wall, I swung my hips… I even tried this acupuncture technique which I liked to call “smoking my toe” but is commonly known as moxibustion. It was a little crazy, I admit. But man, did we want him to turn! I was desperate and willing to try anything.
But God knew better. He had a plan. We prayed and prayed and He said, I have something better in store for you. He knew that if I delivered Pax naturally, that I would likely bleed to death. So we all went forth, in His good and perfect will. And now we have this amazing testimony to share. God planned it so that our sweet son Paxton would save my life. He knew it from the beginning.
Jeremiah 1:5 “Before I formed you in the womb I knew you, before you were born I set you apart; I appointed you as a prophet to the nations.”
We don’t know what the future holds. The placenta increta could very well have ended my ability to carry children in the future. My uterus may not ever be able to support another pregnancy…it’s sad and I am definitely mourning the possible loss. I may not be able to experience the joys of birth again. However, our family knows that HE is already aware of how many kiddos we will have~ and how they will come to us. We find peace in that truth and we find joy in the amazing blessings that we experience daily with this new little addition in our lives. How amazing that God entrusted us with this little life to raise up in Him.
Romans 8:28-30And we know that in all things God works for the good of those who love him, who have been called according to his purpose.For those God foreknew he also predestined to be conformed to the likeness of his Son, that he might be the firstborn among many brothers.And those he predestined, he also called; those he called, he also justified; those he justified, he also glorified.