And like that your life has changed
The beginning of my son
The day I found out my 3rd baby was a boy I was ecstatic!! I already had two girls, it was time for something different. This pregnancy was going so smoothly, I was never nauseated, not extremely sleepy, just the right amount of weight gain. It was all perfect!
I drove myself to all of my doctor’s appointments, a good thirty minute drive, never expecting anything out of the ordinary from these visits. I was in my 6th month of pregnancy when the normal doctor’s visit turned into something that other people go through never me.
I was having a routine sonogram but the technician was taking longer then usual, measuring and re-measuring. I just figured she was new and didn’t know what she was doing. She printed out the sonogram with the measurements and walked silently out of the room. I figured something is wrong with the machine. She walked back in with another woman who, took more pictures and measurements. . She assured me it was probably nothing to worry about (what was nothing to worry about??) and to get dressed and please wait in the hall to speak with the doctor.
I waited for what seemed like hours. Trying hard to figure out what was wrong. He finally called me into his office and asked me about my family (he and my dad are good friends). Just get to it, I kept thinking. He let out a big sigh and told me my baby’s head was measuring larger then normal. That it was probably nothing to worry about but they want to run more tests. I figured he meant another time, maybe next week, he meant immediately. Oh God, this is more serious then anyone is telling me.
It was dark by the time I left the office. . I was sore from being poked and examined. I was in complete shock. Hydrocephalus (water on the brain), for some reason his brain fluid wasn’t draining properly. The doctor said he would see me weekly from this point on to measure any changes. This couldn’t be happening, it didn’t feel real.
