Well, since my last post I have had one standard appointment and the big anatomy scan. The appointment went fine other than having an abnormally long wait time to see the doctor and the doctor made me cry before leaving the office. I am quite sure I've mentioned this before, but I'm totally hormonal and the doc hit a touchy subject for me. Upon leaving the room, the doctor turned to ask me if I intended to do any of the genetic testing - quad screen or an amnio. Honestly, I only know of one person who has done an amnio and it was because other testing had pointed to a concern. I had this conversation at the appointment previously and I wasn't sure why the doctor was bringing it up again. I pointed out that I am aware that I am an anxious person and testing can indicate false positives (obviously not the amnio, although an amnio can be harmful to the baby). I didn't want to spend the next 20 weeks worrying if something might be wrong and then things be fine. She told me she needed to tell me because I was "running out of time." Apparently you need to have an amnio by 21 weeks. Long story short, I left the office in tears because the doctor was making me question my decision and BJ was away at basic training in Springfield. I had a talk with Amanda on my drive home and she reassured me that I had made the right decision. I just hate questioning myself!
The anatomy scan was on 1/27. I had asked my mom to go with me for fear BJ would not make the appointment and I'd be alone if they told me any concerns. The appointment was at 2:15 and this was typically about the time BJ should be returning to Grafton from Springfield. So, my dad played with Si while we went to the appointment. My nerves were high: 1) because of the previous conversation with the doctor at my appointment, 2) BJ wasn't there, and 3) the receptionist was AWFUL! We arrived 35 minutes early and she spent the entire time entering my new insurance information (yet another stressor as a result of our switch due to BJ's job). Fortunately I was able to relax once I saw our sweet little babe. It was such a different experience from seeing Silas at the same point in development. I was amazed at how active the baby was (arms at the side and then above the head, opening and closing hands, and rubbing its feet together). So cool to have a visual of what is going on in there!
BJ arrived at about 2:50 and the tech was just getting ready to take a look at gender. We have opted for a surprise but apparently there are still tests they need to complete in that "area." They told us to turn our heads, but we didn't really feel that was necessary. Upon asking the tech if she would have been able to tell us the gender, she said, "I know what you are having." BJ's cheeks were flushed red. It was killing him that we could know and he almost caved - just like with Silas! I was cracking up. He asked me if I was sure I didn't want to know and I told him if he wanted to know then he could ask. Proud to report that it is still a surprise! :) I must say that I think determining a name would be FAR easier if we could just focus on one, but it is kind of cool to imagine waiting to hear the doctor announce the sex.
There is a doctor who is watching the entire process and did not see any soft markers of concern. I was so pleased to hear this! However, an internal ultrasound did reveal that I have placenta previa. The doctor seemed optimisic that the placenta could move as the uterus grows over the next 20 weeks. Worst case scenario I would need to have a c-section. Can't say I'd want this, but I'd much rather it be my issue than something wrong with the baby. They will most likely do another ultrasound down the road to verify if the placenta has moved or not. It was slightly humorous that when they stated they would do an internal, my mother fled the room for the waiting room. She cracks me up.
This is the beginning of week 4 of 5 for BJ's training so hopefully we'll have a routine in the next couple of weeks beginning to be established. Work has been nuts and I've been completely overwhelmed, but I know this will pass. It always does, but there have definitely been some hormonal tears shed. In addition to typical work responsibilities, I'm participating in a secret flash mob during the school assembly this week. So, baby will have their first performance at 20 weeks gestation. :)
Next appointment is on Valentine's Day.
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