Nolan Eason

At 1:03AM on Friday, March 30, 2012 my first child was born - a son. We named him Nolan Eason. 21" long, 5lb 3oz. He was beautiful and perfect in every way, except that he was stillborn. As we searched for answers to his untimely death, we also searched for comfort. This blog was created as a way of working through my sorrow by trying to find something beautiful in the world each day. Hopefully, along the way it will help others to heal as well.

Thursday, August 2, 2012

Happy Tears

Ever since I went to the lab last Wednesday to have my blood drawn, I have been on pins and needles waiting for the results. I finally broke down this morning and texted my doctor to see if she knew when we could expect results. I received a text back that she had only received one result back and wanted to know if I was at work or if I was able to talk. Of course I was at work, but her text message made me nervous so I immediately told her if she needed to talk to us she could call Marshall and tell him anything she would tell me. Dr. McLean must have sensed my uneasiness for she immediately texted back that it looks good and will compare it to the additional lab when it came in. She then called Marshall and talked more in depth with him about everything. When I was finally able to step away from set and call Marshall he eased my mind even more. My progesterone and HCG levels were both in the green zone meaning they were well above the levels they needed to be to be considered normal. Although until we get the second test results and can compare the two we won't know exactly if everything is okay, these results are surely promising and gave my doctor no reason to be concerned. When Marshall told me the details of the results Dr. McLean gave him, I couldn't help but cry. I was so overcome with relief that I just couldn't help but cry. For over a week now I have been waiting for the ball to drop. Waiting for yet some more bad news, but praying that it would be good news. Today, it was good news though and I am beyond ecstatic.

Later I texted a few people to let them know that while we didn't have all the results, it was looking good so far. A little while later I received a text back from Brandy saying, "This is adorable!! Can you please do this with my future niece or nephew?!?" It was a picture of a baby with the word LOVE spelled out using L, O, and E blocks and the baby's feet for the V. I smiled and thought I certainly hope we can do that with our baby. If we end up having a healthy baby, one that we get to take home and raise, I will do all that cheesy stuff anyone wants me to do and more. I will gladly spell out love with my baby's feet for Brandy so long as my baby is here to allow us to do it. I hope this pregnancy brings me many, many more happy tears and no more tears of sadness. I feel as though I have cried a river of sadness these last few months and I'm ready to turn my tears of sadness into tears of joy. I'm ready to have my happy ever after.

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