Clayton Bennington Misawa
Date posted:
6 January 2018
We got pregnant around the time my Grandmother was put on hospice. I was her caregiver and finding out we were pregnant was giving her reason to keep fighting. I believed I got pregnant because God was taking away my Grandma.
This would be my second pregnancy where my IUD failed after 4 years so it was very special. The pregnancy was my easiest one out of my 4 and baby and I both were perfect. My Grandmother passed away when I was 6 months pregnant. Because of my son, I stayed strong and got through it all better than I ever imagined. It was pretty smooth sailing the rest of the way.
We were 2 weeks away from having our baby boy when I just felt off. I felt he had dropped and movements were different. I went through the day feeling what I thought were his rolls. That night and I got a feeling something was wrong. I grabbed some things that were special to me because of my Grandmother and off to hospital we went. Something told me I’d be having a baby, what came next we never imagined.
At 35 weeks we heard those dreaded words, “I’m sorry there is no heartbeat”. Our world came crashing down. Our hearts broke for us and for our three children at home. I never thought this would happen to me – it can and it did.
Less than 24 hours later, I gave birth to my beautiful baby boy, Clayton Bennington. He was perfect and looked just like me. We had 6 hours with him before they let me go home. Those 6 hours were the best and worst time of my life.
I shared my story through my pregnancy and decided to share soon after we found out, it was the best decision I made. We had so much love and support behind us through it all and it helped us because we knew we were never alone.
My Grandmother got to meet her great grandson after all. It brings me comfort knowing she was waiting for him with open arms.
Written by Vonnie Misawa, Clayton’s Mum