We are Holly, Derek, Grant and Scarlett Zehr We are the proud parents of one wonderful boy, Grant and a very special little girl, Scarlett. My first pregnancy ended very early with a miscarriage. It was the first time I could relate to the term “heartache”. When I discovered I was pregnant again a couple of months later, I was both thrilled, yet guarded to delight in my pregnancy. With each passing trimester, I became more and more excited to meet our little one. This pregnancy was uncomplicated until about 35-36 weeks when I developed pregnancy induced hypertension (PIH) and was placed on bed rest. Unfortunately, my blood pressure continued to stay elevated into 37 weeks and I was induced with Grant between 37 and 38 weeks. I was very swollen and had gained close to 70-75 pounds at the time of delivery. Even though it took almost 48 hours after I was induced for Grant to make his entrance into the world, he was full-term and healthy. About two and half years later, we discovered we were pregnant again with soon to be Scarlett. Since I had lost all of the baby weight with Grant, I strived to continue to exercise and eat healthily with this next pregnancy, hoping to avoid more than the recommended weight gain. My pregnancy was going smoothly until about 29 weeks. I didn’t sleep well the night prior. I was worrying about signing our son up for first year preschool since only an allotted amount of slots are open. I went to work and developed a headache in the morning, but thought it was related to lack of sleep or a hectic work day. Since I actually work at the OB/GYN office, I met with my obstetrician at the end of the day. The nurse took my BP reading and let out a deep breath. My blood pressure was 150/100. The doctor took my BP again and it had risen to 180/120. I was then transferred to our local hospital for in-patient surveillance and started on IV blood pressure medication. Within the next 24 hours, my blood pressure continued to stay elevated. Lab work also resulted in an elevated liver function test and hemoconcentration, suggestive of not only preeclampsia but possibly HELLP syndrome (a severe obstetric complication of preeclampsia). I then was placed on magnesium sulfate for seizure prophylaxis and was given a steroid injection to help boost the baby’s lung development in preparation for an early delivery. I was transferred via ambulance to The Women’s Hospital in Evansville since our local hospital does not contain a neonatal intensive care unit (NICU). Once I arrived at The Women’s Hospital I was given pain medication to determine if my headache was due to pain versus blood pressure. I was then sent to ultrasound and while the technician was determining our baby’s function and weight, my vision became blurry and I lost my sense of hearing. I yelled for my husband to get a doctor as I blacked out. My blood pressure had dropped to dangerously low. When I regained my senses, the doctor was determining if I needed epinephrine. Over the next 5 days I continued to be monitored in-patient at The Women’s Hospital, which is an hour away from our home and our three year old son. I was in a state of sadness and anxiety to be further away from my family. My husband continued to stay with me since we were unsure if I would be delivering soon. On day 5, the maternal fetal medicine specialist allowed me to go home since my lab work and blood pressure were deemed stable. I was sent home on strict bed rest and would be medicated with both anxiety and blood pressure medication. I was so happy to finally be with my son again. Fortunately, I was able to continue to be on home bed rest until 33 weeks. I was now performing twice weekly lab and urine testing for surveillance. My 24 hour urine protein test became elevated at that time, a sign of worsening preeclampsia. I was told to pack my belongings and head to the local hospital where I would remain hospitalized until 34 weeks for severe preeclampsia. I would then be sent again to the Women’s Hospital for delivery and our baby would be monitored in the NICU for specialized care. I was given a second round of steroid injections to help our baby’s lung development. I was induced at 33 weeks and 6 days in the late evening. I again was given magnesium sulfate and over the next five to six hours I progressed into labor, but our baby’s heart rate would drop with each contraction. The nurse tried IV medications and supplemental oxygen without success. After laboring through the night, at 4 am, the obstetrician decided to perform an emergent C-section. Our baby, Scarlett Jean, was born at 4:59 am weighing 4 pounds, 14 ounces and 17 inches long. I was not able to see her at delivery, but Derek took a picture of her to show me that she had blond hair (her name would have been Sadie if she had dark hair). Because of the route back to my room and the change of shift, I was able to see Scarlett in the NICU about an hour or two after delivery. I remember thinking how li