This morning we had our 2nd ultrasound appointment, which is usually when most people have their first. I'm almost 11 weeks. I've been in anticipation of this appointment for weeks now. I felt as though if we got good news at this appointment then we could take a breath for a moment as we were probably in the clear of any first trimester worries. My first sigh of relief came when I saw the baby's image pop up on the TV mounted on the wall and saw the little flickering of the heartbeat. The baby's heartbeat was 158. Since we did genetic testing, they were also performing the ultrasound portion of the genetic testing today too. The ultrasound took longer because of this as the tech was trying to get a good look at everything about the baby. The spinal fluid looked good which was great news as abnormal spinal fluid can be a sign of Down's Syndrome or other chromosomal problems. All and all it was a great visit with some great news. I think it helped both Marshall and myself to see the baby and see that everything was going well so far. We know we have a long way to go, but each milestone needs to be celebrated. If I learned anything last time at all it was to cherish every moment and each and every time we get to see our baby because those moments are precious. Every kick and wiggle I will feel will be amazing and I will cherish each one as much as the next. In fact, I can't wait to start feeling the baby move so I can monitor the baby's activity myself.
I started the day on a high note with good news about the baby and I ended the night on a high note by going to Zumba class at Babs McDance with none other than my favorite instructor Karson. I'm really enjoying getting back into the swing of Zumba and I'm dreading heading back to work and not having the time for it. Between the long hours of work and the fatigue of pregnancy, I never have the time or energy for Zumba. But there's nothing better than just being able to come home and hang out on my own couch and play with my dogs. While this two week hiatus is great, it's also going to make it really hard to leave and go back to work at the end of it.
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.
Tuesday, September 4, 2012
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