I'm kind of in a blogging rut.
I have pictures that I've taken. Things I want to post.
But things here are busy, and I'm tired a lot.
And I'm starting to get those nagging pregnancy headaches that are really irritating.
I went back to the high risk doctor today so they could do the measurements for the nuchal fold scan. These measurements, combined with the blood work (that had already been sent off) would give me a 95% accuracy of whether or not this baby has Down syndrome.
The results were normal.
My chances (based on a previous baby w/DS and my age) were 1 in 125 before this test.
Now they are 1 in 2500.
However, the baby was stubborn and would not turn over and let the tec measure his/her nasal bone, so the results were only 90% accurate instead of 95%.
Either way, we had already planned to get an amnio done just to know for sure.
So we go back on October 20 to do that. The results, which will be 99.4 to 100% accurate, will take about 10 days to get back.
I think those will be a long 10 days.
I haven't really been worried.
But today, when the tec started the ultrasound, the baby was very, very still.
Matthew and I couldn't see any movement.
I kept looking and looking for the heart to see the heartbeat.
I think I stopped breathing involuntarily a couple of times.
But then I saw it.
Another big exhale.
When does the worry stop?
I mean, sure, the baby might be born healthy with no defects and then get cancer at age two.
Or die in a car accident at age 13.
Then I remember.
I hope in something...Someone...far bigger than my fears.
I am loved and held by the One Who made the universe and Who made me. The One Who knows what is best for me.
'Do not fear, for I am with you; do not anxiously look about you, for I am your God. I will strengthen you, surely I will help you, surely I will uphold you with My righteous right hand.'