It was a rough weekend, my friends. Friday we went for our 20 week anatomy scan and I just knew throughout the scan that something was not right. The ultrasound tech didn't say a word and I got one picture! One picture of an alien-like face! When I met with my midwife, I immediately asked her if the baby was okay. She said something like, "Yes, but...", and that's all I heard. Immediately, tears starting streaming down my face and I felt like I was in the middle of a bad dream. I thought to myself, "I trust you Lord, but really what are you doing? Haven't we been through enough this past year with Price? Haven't I learned enough, grown enough? Are you upset with me?"
The midwife proceeded to tell me that I would be seeing a fetal specialist because the baby has a cyst on it's brain and also has a two-vessel umbilical cord instead of the normal three-vessel. She said the problems alone aren't huge but the two together could mean something else might be wrong. So with no pictures of our baby I left their office confused and terrified of what might be wrong. And to top it off, I would have to wait the long weekend ahead with hopes of seeing the specialist sometime this week.
Of course googling the condition got me even more worked up and all of the possibilities overwhelmed me. I can't say the nervousness ever really went away but I was filled with a peace that could have only been from the Lord. This baby is His, He didn't make a mistake when forming him/her, and we will be okay no matter the outcome. This baby is a gift. Once again, I found myself submitting to His will and telling Him I would walk down this road, even though I so desperately did not want to. I think I also felt entitled to a healthy baby. I mean we have had our share of "issues" with one child, shouldn't this one be perfectly healthy? Why us?
Fast forward to today. Our appointment was at 2:45 with the fetal specialist. We felt your prayers. Nathan and I had a wonderful conversation on the way to the office and we were even laughing. Something we have not done enough of lately. The specialist was a get-down-to-business, too-smart-for-my-own-good, kind of guy. And I immediately knew we were in good hands. He proceeded to rattle off numbers and percentages. A two vessel umbilical cord happens in 1 percent of pregnancies and 15-20% of these babies will have heart or kidney defects and possibly chromosome defects. Ugh. But, most of the time these babies are born perfectly healthy and normal. I asked him if I did something wrong to cause this and he said absolutely not, just a fluke deal.
We got a great look at the baby. He did a thorough exam and gave us a detailed explanation of everything he was looking at. He specifically looked at the heart, doing a fetal echocardiogram, and the kidneys. We saw this baby's hands open and close, the mouth opening and swallowing, and lots of movement. He did see the cyst which he said is really not a big deal. They usually disappear and cause no problems. He said lots of people, even adults, have them without ever knowing. Ultimately, he gave the baby a clean bill of health at this time. Praise be to God!
I will be monitored with growth scans every 5-6 weeks because the umbilical issue can cause growth problems. But, so far this baby actually measures ahead of schedule and the doctor doesn't suspect we will have any problems arise.
So, that's it. That's what you were praying for. And can I continue to ask for your prayers, that no problems will arise with this baby and that he/she (we were so tempted to find out today!) will arrive 100% healthy and thriving? I know our family is taking up quite a bit of your prayer time and I cannot thank you enough!
The Lord continues to work in my life, showing me so clearly that my plans are not always His plans. I am confident that if I knew everything and could see everything, I would gladly choose HIS will everytime.