Friday, March 9, 2012

19 week appointment: relieved and thankful

We had our weekly appointment this morning. Let me start by saying that everything is OK. The last thing I want to do is write a long, dramatic post that has you thinking the worst, only to find out that nothing is really wrong. I just want to document this for my memory and share some of my feelings about today.

During the sonogram they saw that Baby D's fluid was looking really low. The sonographer went and got the doctor. They both looked at the scan with concern, told me to get dressed, and we'd talk about it in his office. I can't even tell you the thoughts that went through my head. I was terrified. The doctor sat down and told us a few of the risks associated with low amniotic fluid and said he wanted me to be seen by the Maternal/Fetal Specialist immediately. I'm so, so thankful that we have such proactive doctors looking out for these babies!

We went across the street for the second scan. The specialist was wonderful and spent 45 minutes measuring each baby from head to toe. She literally looked at every part of their bodies, right down to their little lips to check for cleft palates. We had this scan done before, but the babies are a few weeks bigger now and you can see things a little clearer - like the four chambers of the heart, etc. Each baby is absolutely perfect! Baby D has much less space than the other three. Because of her position and the space that her sac is in the specialist said she could see how they thought the fluid was low. But, when you look at it from different angles and compare it to the fluid in the other sacs it is just fine. Once again, I am so thankful that everyone was extremely proactive!

Today, before our second appointment, Reid prayed over me and the babies. He confessed that he knew we weren't in control and that these babies are in God's hands. I feel like this entire journey has made it so clear that these babies are not ours. They belong to God. I often get told that I'm "doing everything right" and was "made to carry quads." That may be true, but ultimately I'm not the reason why our girls are thriving. Every week that we make it closer to viability, and ultimately our "due date," I'm humbled by just how big and gracious our God is.

"For you formed my inward parts; you knitted me together in my mother's womb. I praise you, for I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Wonderful are your works; my soul knows it very well. My frame was not hidden from you, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth. Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in your book were written every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them." Psalm 139:13-16


This week's measurements:
Baby A measures at 20w5d and weighs 1 pound. I was so focused on everyone being OK that she's the only one I remember exact measurements for. She's also grown to be the biggest sister in there! Babies B, C, & D all measured 19w4d to 20w1d and weigh between 11-13 ounces. They weren't so concerned with measuring me today, but my guess is I'm somewhere in the neighborhood of 34 weeks.

*We didn't get a good picture of A, but here's what we have of B, C, & D... C gives a profile shot and B & D are facing forward.






1 comments:

Christina said...

I'm so glad to hear that all is well with your precious babies! I have enjoyed following along with each update and will continue to keep your pregnancy in my prayers!

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