Hi! My name is Jasmine, and I live in Cleveland, Ohio, with my husband Adam. I am honored to have this opportunity to join Count the Kicks as an Ambassador for Ohio.
On June 27, 2020, at exactly 37 weeks, I realized I hadn’t felt our son move all day. I called my OB/Gyn who directed me to get a non-stress test at the maternity ward to “ease my mind.” Shortly thereafter, I heard the most dreadful words that any mother could ever hear: “I’m so sorry, there’s no heartbeat.”
On June 29, 2020 at 7:43 p.m., at 6 lbs., 7.7 oz. and 20 inches long, our son Qasem Adam Abraham was born still. They laid him on my chest, and he was stunning. He had black curly hair and a cleft chin just like his mama, with the same nose as his daddy.
Since I was pregnant during a pandemic, and my pregnancy was seemingly “perfect,” half of my visits in the third trimester were virtual. I asked my OB about counting kicks during a virtual appointment, since all the pregnancy apps suggested it. She said, “as long as your baby is active, you don’t need to count kicks.” So, I didn’t, but I wish I had.
If I had practiced kick counting, I would have realized that Qasem was not moving sooner. When I spoke to my doctor at my postpartum appointment, she doubled down, and said that counting kicks leads to too many early deliveries. Her position on kick counting is unacceptable.
I am so passionate about spreading awareness and honored to have this opportunity to advocate for Count the Kicks in my local community.Email Me