Our story starts back in August 2017, I was about 20 weeks pregnant and we were at an Ultrasound appointment for my son’s gender. At this appointment, they told me the wrong diagnosis. They had told me my son had no brain and to terminate my pregnancy. Instead, we went to a specialist and they told me that he had ABS.
Phoenix had a band wrapped around his skull so I didn’t fully develop, he also had amniotic bands wrapped around his fingers and toe.
2004…
My husband and I discovered I was pregnant. We were having our first baby….how very exciting! First ultrasound seemed normal but during my second trimester scan…the sonographer displayed telling signs of something not being right.
I waited patiently….anxiously….to be told that the baby had anomalies and the outcome did not look good. In fact, it was shortly after that I was advised to terminate the pregnancy. I was distraught. Feeling very alone but strong in my faith, I declined the pressures that came at me to abort my God-given unborn.
After trying to conceive for over 6 years, my husband and I found out in October 2015 we were finally expecting. This was the happiest day of our lives thankfully our prayers had finally been answered. We followed every doctors appointment with extreme excitement hearing our blessings heart beat and seeing them in many ultrasounds but all of that changed on Feb 6th, 2016.
We went eagerly to our 20-week anatomy scan hoping to find out if we would be having a beautiful baby girl or handsome baby boy.
When I was 20 weeks I was told that my son, Owen had bilateral clubbed feet and that his lower left leg was swollen. I was sent to a larger medical center for a level 2 ultrasound. Owen was diagnosed with ABS. We were told that his lower left leg was extremely swollen and would likely amputate itself in utero or need to be amputated at birth. We were also told that there was a band wrapped around his left hand, but they could not tell if he had fingers or not since the band was covering where they should be.
Baby boy Robert was born March 29th 1982. I was 17 yrs old and my high school sweetheart was 19 yrs old, we moved to Chicago to start our lives. We were so young and in love, several months later I became pregnant. We were so happy because this was a planned pregnancy.
I did everything right to prepare myself for my new baby. I read books and I ate right. I went to the finest private doctor we could find.
14 Years ago today 4-28-00 I lost my daughter Angelique to ABS. I went in for my 20 week App and once they started look at that baby they noticed some thing was wrong ; they rushed me to do an emergency ultrasound. The doctor explained to me that she wasn’t going to make it full term that the band cut across her belly and all her major organs were out,it also damaged one leg and hand.
At that moment my life felt like it was over how could this be what can I do is my baby in pain.
On the 1st of March 2013 my husband and I were excited about our gender scan. When they started scanning me the lady went quiet and stern faced. She excused herself and left the room, which I felt was strange. She returned and held my hand and said “I’m very sorry to tell you but your baby has no heartbeat.” My heart was shattered. I couldn’t believe it.
We headed straight to the hospital into a private room. The doctor informed us that because I was 18 weeks gone I would have to deliver as normal,
When me and my boyfriend found out we was pregnant we was so happy we couldn’t believe we was going to have a little baby. Little did we know our happiness would soon be taken away.
When we went for out 12 week scan we expected to see a little baby and a little heartbeat as the women struggled to find the heartbeat our hearts started breaking. She was trying to get our baby to have a wriggle so we could hear it but no joy.
My name is Elizabeth. At 23 weeks I went to the hospital because I hadn’t felt my baby girl Sophia move for about two days. When I got there they told me that I had lost my daughter.
After 3 days of being in labor I gave birth on May 8, 2013 at 2:03 am to a beautiful baby girl . They later told me that the cause of her passing was because of ABS, I had never heard of it until now.
I was 21 years old and completely in love when I found out I was pregnant with my first child, I did everything by the books, I was so excited to be a mommy I dreamed about holding my baby everyday. It was Dec/14/09 when I had a regular appointment at the OBGYN to find out the sex of My child at 22 weeks pregnant. Everything seemed right on tract. The doctor asked if we wanted to hear the baby’s heart beat for the 3rd time we agreed but this time it was a little different,
