Oh, wait, were some of you waiting for an update of some sort? Like, I don’t know, something about an ultrasound?
Yep, that’s right. The big twenty-week ultrasound was this morning. I always laugh when the techs ask me if I want to know the gender if they can see it. Only once have I said that I had no intention of getting off of the table until they told me—but I’ve thought it every time. No freakin’ way I’m going anywhere until I know what to plan for.
Which is why I was a bit concerned when the tech went to look and announced, all too cheerily, that the baby had its hand between its legs.
Fortunately, she wasn’t going to leave it at that, either. Another minute and a few angles later, she told me what she didn’t see…
Of course, that didn’t have me entirely convinced. Another minute or two, a better angle, and we were able to see for certain…
It’s a Girl!!!
Yeah, I’m a little excited. Luckily for the tech, I don’t react quite how Noah did when I delivered the news to him. Jumping. Screaming. Hugging. Sheer jubilation. That boy has wanted a little sister for quite a while now.
I wasn’t able to leave the ultrasound quite as jubilant as I would have preferred, though. The tech saw a couple of things that got us an additional looky-loo by a doctor, and then a consultation in her office.
Basically, the baby has an echogenic bowel and an echogenic spot in her heart. Each, by itself, wouldn’t be considered a big deal. Except they can both be considered “soft” markers for Down Syndrome. In addition, the nuchal fold thickness, while within normal range, was just barely there. Same for the length of the bone in the nose. Again, possible markers for Down’s.
She recommended some possible testing. I am going to do the blood tests (to rule out other causes for the echogenic bowel) and another ultrasound in a month, but not the amnio. I am not comfortable with taking the risk involved when I wouldn’t consider terminating the pregnancy, anyhow.
Thankfully, I had an appointment with my OB right after the ultrasound. We talked about what they saw, what they recommended, and what I was comfortable with. He stressed to me the fact that they saw soft markers—all of the things that would be considered hard markers were absolutely normal. Basically, based on what they saw, my risk for her having Down Syndrome has gone from 1 in 500 to about 1%. Now, I’m no mathematician, but if my government school education serves me well, that means there is a 99% chance that my daughter is just fine. And that is the stance that my OB is taking, too. He said that, as far as he is concerned, we are treating this like a normal pregnancy, except for doing an additional ultrasound. He anticipates a positive outcome.
Still, prayers are appreciated.
And that is the only reason I even mention it. Honestly, Sean is a very private person and would prefer that it not be “out there.” He agreed to let me put it here after I told him what a comfort it was to me to know that so many people were praying for us after the car crash. But, for those who know us in real life, please leave all questions, comments, or discussion about it here. For heaven’s sake, don’t talk to him about it. I promise that I’ll put stuff here when we have anymore information.
And, really, I expect to have positive news.
In the meantime, I’m having a daughter! I’m still wrapping my head around that.