I've debated and debated putting this on my blog. But I know many of my family members read this and would like to know, so here it goes. Also, I know some of my other readers believe in the power of prayer and might be willing to pray for us the next few days.
I got a scary phone call earlier this week. A call that I needed to see a specialist. A call that one of my tests for the baby came back abnormal. We did what is called a sequential screen, and the first trimester results came back normal. So I assumed everything was fine. I didn't even realize they were going to do further tests. Then at my last appointment, they did more blood work for the 2nd trimester portion of the screening. I was surprised, but went with it. I'm so used to them taking all manner of bodily fluids every time I go in, so I seriously forgot about it by the next day.
The tests are for chromosomal defects (Downs, Trisomy, etc.), neural tube defects (spina bifida, etc.), and anencephaly (the skull and or brain stop growing at some point during pregnancy). The nurse was quick to tell me that there is still only a 1 in 100 chance of anything being wrong - so low, but much higher than the 1 in 800 or so I had been told after the first screening. Still an excellent chance that the baby is perfect as we had assumed.
That was a rough day. Overall, it's been okay though. I have faith. I have faith that I will have a healthy baby. I have faith that if there is a problem, God is the healer. I have faith that He is able to work everything out for my good.
That night, I started reading a book that I had bought about 2 months ago. Interestingly enough, the author had these tests done and got the results I did. At her follow-up, a very in depth ultrasound, they found a simple, somewhat common issue with her placenta that doesn't harm the baby but does cause abnormal test results. I really don't believe it was a coincidence that I picked up THAT book THAT day and read. So I believe everything is fine.
But just like there is a 1% chance things are not fine, there is that 1% of me that flares up from time to time. "What if....." What if the baby isn't fine? What if something happens? What if my baby's brain isn't growing right now? What if...... I'll stop there.
Next steps? This Wednesday, I meet with the specialist. They'll review everything and do a very indepth ultrasound (so on the bright side, there's a chance I'll find out gender sooner?) and then review the probabilities then. ,
I'll update Wednesday once I hear something. But in the meantime, if you think of it, please pray for us.