Halfway there

It’s funny, when you can’t get pregnant, it feels like all you do is wait – for test results, your period to come, the next treatment cycle, or the dreaded two week wait. Time crawls by, marked by morbid milestones like big birthdays (Hello, Advanced Maternal Age), would-be due dates, number of years spent trying to have a baby, and so on…

But ever since I’ve made it past the nail-biter of a first trimester, time has flown by. Suddenly I’m halfway through the pregnancy wondering where the last two months went!

After the third email from a bloggy friend checking whether everything is alright, I have no choice but to admit that it has been far too long since I’ve written. For that I am sorry. (As always, I have been reading – celebrating, mourning, and above-all praying – right along with each of you, bloggy friends!)

Rest assured, all is well with me and Baby.

The day after my last post, I went in for the nuchal translucency ultrasound (part II of the so-called California Prenatal Screen). Seeing our baby in high-def should have been extremely cool, except that:

1)      I hit unexpected traffic on the way there, which caused me to panic that I would lose the appointment. (If you’re late at all to the full-bladder appointments, you have to reschedule…and get your bladder uncomfortably full again.)

2)      Despite following instructions to the letter, my bladder wasn’t full when I got there (maybe the traffic stress slowed things down?), and the technician made me feel rotten about it.

By this point, I was so stressed out that when the baby appeared on the screen, I found myself asking whether the technician could tell us if it was alive. She gave me a weird look as the baby on the screen proceeded to wave its arms and swallow gulpfuls of amniotic fluid…

3)      Then, I outsmarted myself…or not. After writing my previous post, I was convinced that I knew what I should be looking for – namely a nuchal translucency that was around 2 millimeters (or less) in width. So far so good, except that the measurements the technician was making were in centimeters. Embarrassingly, when this so-called-scientist saw the numbers creeping up to 0.18, 0.19, 0.21 cm, I was convinced that this was the equivalent of 18-21 millimeters! (For those of you who aren’t up on your metric system, 0.20 cm is equal to 2.0 mm.) Worse, my husband – the pediatric dentist who works on millimeter scale every day (or did, prior to the accident) – didn’t catch my error.

It wasn’t until we were outside the hospital that we realized something had to be off with our calculation.

Think about it, how could a baby the size of a peach (~3 inches from crown to rump) have the skin on the back of his neck be 21 millimeters (nearly an inch) thick?!

About an hour and a half later, I got the call from Kaiser telling me that everything was totally normal. Based on the combination of the 1st trimester blood test and the ultrasound, they adjusted my probability of having a baby with Down syndrome (from my original age-based estimate of 1 in 296) to an adjusted estimate of 1 in 5,000; and the probability of a baby with Edwards syndrome (originally 1 in 1152) to 1 in 95,000.

Several days later, on Friday afternoon, I got the call with the results from the NIPT blood test. (This was the brand new, more-accurate, qPCR-based blood test that I described here.) The test revealed that we were having a chromosomally-normal boy!

Great news…which I again managed to mess up in translation. But first, some unsolicited advice:

Do not tell your husband the gender of your baby-to-be in a text message.

I should explain. After waiting impatiently for the results of the NIPT scan, I finally got the call on Friday afternoon – while in a one-on-one meeting with my boss. Unwilling to wait until Monday for the news, I apologized to my boss and quickly left to take the call. Then, after learning such amazing news, I wanted to tell C immediately. (Somehow me knowing for more than a few minutes longer than him seemed horribly unfair.) But, I also felt an urgent need to return to my boss to apologize and continue our meeting…

So I sent C a text message.

He will never let me live it down.

Anyway, that was all our test news. I’m sorry to leave you with a cliffhanger for the last 7 weeks!

Other highlights of the last two months:

  • I ‘popped’ during Thanksgiving dinner. Once I switched to maternity pants, there was no going back…
  • I felt the first fluttering of movement on Christmas morning. It felt kind of like an upset, rumbly stomach, except without any feelings of queasiness. Feelings increased over the last weeks, so that now it actually feels like something is lightly tapping on me from the inside. After so much uncertainty, it is the most reassuring, wonderful feeling to know that he is alive and kicking in there! His most active time is from ~5-7am each day. The last few mornings I swear he has been doing cartwheels in there…
  • The Board of Trustees approved my promotion to Associate Professor (starting in Summer 2014)!
  • Saturday we hit 20-weeks. Say what?!
  • C felt movement for the first time on Sunday morning (during one of Baby’s gymnastics sessions).
  • We celebrated our 2nd wedding anniversary on Tuesday. Thanks in large part to our struggles with infertility and C’s life-threatening traffic accident (10 months later, it’s still causing him considerable pain), we’ve never been closer. I’m so glad I get to spend the rest of my life with this man!
  • Yesterday was our 20-week high-resolution ultrasound. The ultrasound technician wasn’t allowed to make any evaluative comments, but she narrated as she went, so we were able to count: two arms, complete with hands and five fingers on each; two legs with two adorable feet and ten toes; one stomach; one, four-chambered heart; two kidneys; one placenta; one umbilical cord (with blood flowing to the placenta); one head with a two-hemisphere brain (measuring 20w6d); and – oh yeah – a penis. (No surprise there, given our NIPT result, but it was nice to see it nonetheless!)

That’s about it. Now that my belly is swelling and I can feel ‘Baby Lou’ doing gymnastics in there, I’m actually letting myself believe that this is going to happen (although that doesn’t prevent me from middle-of-the-night panic attacks that something is wrong, like yesterday at 4am…) I’ve even relaxed enough to allow myself the occasional half-glass of wine, coffee, or Diet Coke. (Before you sic the Pregnancy Police on me, read this, or, if you prefer, this.)

And now, I’ll leave you with a picture of the beautiful flowers C got me for our anniversary. I’m enjoying the soft scent of lilies as I type this. 🙂

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10 Comments

  1. Wow half way through. Congrats on baby boy and everything looking great! Time does fly, doesn’t it? The baby will be here soon before you know it!

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  2. That’s wonderful news! so happy for you.

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  3. I was about to be a 4th to email and check in on you! Thanks for the updates!

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  4. So glad to hear everything is going well!

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  5. I’m SO happy for you, I’ve been wondering how everything is going. Wow, a little baby boy!

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  6. This is so amazing to hear. I’m so glad things are going well. I’ve missed hearing what you’re up to. Congrats on everything. Sending love and a tummy rub. 🙂

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  7. Time really does fly! Congrats on having a boy! Very exciting!

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  8. Yay!!! I’m so excited for you.

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  9. Megan

     /  January 19, 2014

    I am so glad you posted and that everything is going well!

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  10. AAR

     /  March 25, 2014

    congrats!!! i’ve been wondering how you’ve been doing. 🙂 elated to see/read that all is well. big HUG!!

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