Archive for September 18th, 2007

So it is finally time for our next dr’s appt – tomorrow AM we have the ultrasound and meet with the dr afterward. I got another call from the genetics counselor yesterday. She said the tests for the two virus’ (via the amnio) both came back negative. We are still waiting on the final chromosome test – they need to look at all 22 (not sure if they will look at 23, the sex one, again?) to see if there are any issues with any of them. So far they looked at three or four and there are no problems. That is all good news!

My Mom said if there is anything Mom’s have, it is hope. I’ve thought for the past month or so that the baby isn’t as big as he should be – and I should have followed my intuition and called to move my drs appt at the end of August up. Of course that doesn’t mean anything would be different.

After a bit of searching online I’ve been able to find information on what we think is going on. The dr and counselors were most concerned about the chromosomes and now that we are narrowing things down, they will be more concerned about growth, the heart and the placenta. I don’t think we’ve been officially diagnosed as having placenta insufficiency or inter uterine growth restriction – but a quick search tells us we are not out of the dark yet with either of those.

I guess my hope was we will just be worrying about a small baby, getting him to grow and more importantly getting him to grow enough to be born. The counselor gently reminded me that these are still big issues to be concerned with and we have a ways to go.

My Mom gets here late tonight, in time to go to the dr with us, and I am so glad she will be visiting. Chris said it will be nice to have someone around to be the grown up – and I completely agree. She’s a tough woman and while I still have hope, it is hard. The emotions raging through my body go back and forth throughout the day, and it seems when I am having a down moment, the baby picks that time to kick, roll or move (I’ve never been good at figuring out if it is a foot, knee, arm or elbow – I just say moving or kicking). It’s reassuring and I take it as a sign that he is there and fighting.

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