Part One - October 24th - Always listen to your gut!

Every morning without fail, Ezrah gave me my morning wake up call at 6:30 by wiggling around in my belly! So on the morning of October 24th, when I woke up, right away I knew something wasn't right when I couldn't feel Ezrah moving..
I just had a stress test done at my last appointment due to feeling less movement. So when the thought entered my mind to go have another stress test done, I really fought with myself because I didn't want to look "stupid" or be one of those overly "paranoid" moms.
So I decided I would drink Orange juice, lay on my left side, get up and move around and If Ezrah still  hadn't started to move by the time I did all those things, than I would go in. By this time it was 11:00 and I still felt NOTHING.. at this point I was really starting to freak out. I do have a Doppler and when I went to go use it, I had an unexplainable feeling to not use it and to just go in!  (I know that sounds crazy, right?) So I put Urijah in the car and started my 20 minute drive into town. While in the car I was able to finally feel Ezrah's tiny foot very lightly push against my belly.. but it wasn't enough to convince me that he was okay. So I headed to my aunts house to drop Urijah off with my uncle and have my aunt come with me to the hospital.. Jason was over 2 hours away hunting with a friend, so I had just called him to warn him of what was going on. He asked me if I wanted him to start heading home, but I told him no just because I was hoping that everything was okay and that this was just a big false alarm.
 By the time I got to my aunts, I instantly started to cry as I told her I was really worried about the baby. I kept repeating myself  that I didn't know what was going on or why I felt so strongly about going in to get checked but I just knew something wasn't right. I asked her if she could go with me so I didn't have to go alone.
 On our drive, I kept telling her that I had a strong feeling it had something to do with his umbilical cord.. I was thinking it was maybe wrapped around Ezrah's neck.. or something.. I couldn't pinpoint it, but I knew it was his cord. she kept looking at me like I was crazy, But kept reminding me that this is what hospitals are for. The whole drive I kept searching for any type of movement from him. But once again felt nothing.
We arrived at the hospital around 1:15pm They took me back to the room and right away I asked if there was a way they could check his umbilical cord. I told the nurse just as I told my aunt, I didn't know why, but I felt like something was wrong with the cord. The nurse, looked at me like I was crazy, but she went ahead and told the doctor and then hooked me up to the monitor and right away we heard Ezrah's heartbeat. That's when I FINALLY started to relax. His heartbeat was perfect, in the 130's just like it always was.. I started to apologize to the nurse because I was embarrassed for coming in. I started to think that maybe everything was perfectly fine after all... Maybe Ezrah was just running out of room and that's why he wasn't moving as much. But that was right when his heart rate took a huge drop and within seconds my doctor was in the room with the ultrasound machine and that's when he said, "We've got no time to wait, We're taking that baby right now."

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  2. I can hardly find words to express my thoughts and feelings! You should be proud of yourself that you heard inside voice and believed in the sixth sense. It saved your son's life! You are wonderful woman! Wish you strength and patience! You are the best mom ever! (Sorry for my English, I'm from Russia) I started follow your Instagram after Ezrah birth.

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  3. I had gusbumps reading last words I would love to hear the end!!God bless you. Thank God that the child is with u guys now (:

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  4. I had gusbumps reading last words I would love to hear the end!!God bless you. Thank God that the child is with u guys now (:

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  5. I have a very similar beginning of birth story with my 3rd who was born at 30wks. Ended up meeting my midwife at 10pm on a Sat night bc she wasn't moving - they did an emergency c-section the next day. I remember the dr saying "we could run more tests but we just don't have time. We need to get you in the OR before we're running down the hall in an emergency situation!" So thankful for mother's instinct!!

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  6. I have a very similar beginning of birth story with my 3rd who was born at 30wks. Ended up meeting my midwife at 10pm on a Sat night bc she wasn't moving - they did an emergency c-section the next day. I remember the dr saying "we could run more tests but we just don't have time. We need to get you in the OR before we're running down the hall in an emergency situation!" So thankful for mother's instinct!!

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  8. Thank you so much for sharing your personal experience!
    I am so thankful and happy when you're posting an update
    about Ezrah or Urijah. You're a wonderful mom and it was
    so so right to follow your instinct!
    I wish you all the best for the future and hope you'll
    keep up with your news about your family!
    A happy merry Christmas time!
    With love from Germany,
    Kati <3

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