Araya Rayne Garvey was born on April 7th, 2018 at 2:36am at Aurora Sinai Hospital in Milwaukee Wisconsin. Unfortunately she was still born arriving at just over 34 weeks.
I have been unsure of starting this page because I was not sure how I would be able to write a story about my daughter who never took her first breath but after experiencing some of the overwhelming emotion that comes with losing a child I felt setting this up in her honor was the right thing to do.
Araya is survived by her older brothers; Karter James who is four and a half and her brother Kayden who is two and a half. She also has amazing daddy named Eric and of course myself her mommy, Carey Ann. There are also many cousins, aunts, uncles, grandma, papa, and nana whom she is never got the chance to meet at least in this life.
We found out this terrible tragedy took place on Wednesday April 4th, when I had gone into my normal obgyn appointment to have some routine monitoring which for my specific pregnancy being high risk was like any other appointment I had attended in the past few months. Never thought in my wildest dreams I would be sitting here this morning telling my story about the loss of my baby girl.
The appointment started like any other, took my vitals then we walked to the ultrasound room to have a test called a BPP done. This is a test that is done to make sure the baby is "practicing breathing" to prepare for the outside world. So needless to say, I was so excited to see her again on the screen doing what she needed to do to make the doctors happy and make mommy smile. The technician put the warm gel on my belly and started the exam. She went around and did some measuring for Araya's body parts, measured the fluid around her, and then stopped. She said that she got what she needed and was going to go show the doctor. I was confused because she usually would be more talkative and letting me know here's babies heart beat or hears baby's foot and so on. She did none of that. So I asked if she cooperated and did what she was supposed to do. Then the technician said I am just going to go and get the doctor. Then she left. I am lying done with a belly full of gel trying to figure out what the hell was going on. My heart began to be so hard in my chest I thought I was going to have a heart attack.
About fifteen minutes go by and the doctor knocked and opened the door. He said Hi CareyAnn how are you doing? Of course my response was I am not sure, what is going on?? He sat down and said I have some news. I said OK, what is going on I am seriously freaking out here. He said well, your baby has no heart beat. I said what? Can you repeat that please? He said your baby is gone. I lost it. At first I said are you kidding? I mean is this some kind of cruel joke? He said no she is no longer living. We need to discuss a plan of action.
I went through 34 weeks of pregnancy and this is what the outcome is? I just began to blurt out random thoughts; why? My husband is going to be devastated, my whole family will be shocked, how I am suppose to tell my young sons mommy is no longer having a baby? The doctor of course confirmed with me through the ultrasound again that she was no longer living. I just could not believe it. We were just a month or so away from her arrival and this is what happens.
So the plan was made for to go to the hospital Thursday April 5th at 11pm for an induction. This day was even harder because it is my husband's birthday. I went to my car after that plan was set. I Tried to compose my self to make that phone call to my husband to tell him what happened. With tears in my eyes, I called home. He answered hi baby how is everything? I couldn't get the words out. He said baby what's going on. Then with all my might I was able to get out, I lost the baby. He was like what? why? So I did the best I could to explain to him what the doctor had told me. He lost it. He said please take some time and when you think you can drive home come home and we will talk. I did just that. Drove that 40 minutes home which felt like the longest drive ever parked got out unlocked my front door and fell apart in the presence of my husband and sons.
Fast forward to today, April 10th, I now have to heartbreaking task of going to the funeral home today to discuss arrangements for our daughter. I don't know how I will make it though this appointment today. I just keep hoping that we will wake up and this is all a dream but I know that is not reality. No parent should ever have to burying their child. Please keep my family in your thoughts today, tomorrow, forever as we will never be able to get over this unbearable loss.
The purpose of this fundraiser is to help us with the unexpected costs as well as planning what we would like to call a celebration of her very short life.
If you can find it in your hearts to donate to help our beautiful angel we will forever be grateful. Prayers, well wishes, good thoughts, and love are always welcome too. Thank you for taking the time to read my story of infant loss.
Much love from our family and especially our newest angel, Araya Rayne