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Amazing!

I had my 3 month ultrasound today and the first phase of the test I wrote about last week.  What an amazing experience it was!  I didn't expect the baby to look so much like a baby yet.  I just had an ultrasound 2 weeks ago after the surgery, but there wasn't much to see then.  Today, I saw a fully formed baby that appeared to be sucking it's thumb at one point!  I watched it move around and saw the little heart beat away!  I am overcome with emotion and such happiness.
The test results were quite good.  Judging by the measurements they took, the odds of down syndrome went from (judging by age and family history) 1 in 200 to 1 in 1200!  The doctor said that couples with this result don't normally go through with the other test. 
Wayne and I didn't expect the numbers to change so drastically.  We're leaning toward not going through with the other test.  It's invasive and there is a risk of miscarriage.  We called the midwife to discuss it with her, but she wasn't in.  When Wayne left for work we were pretty sure we weren't going to do it and I can't imagine the midwife saying anything that will cause us to change our minds.  We have until tomorrow to decide (it's a test that has to be done in the next week).


I feel like I've been through enough and the baby has made it through such odds that I really don't want to do anything else that could put it at risk - I'm so glad Wayne agrees.  I still have to discuss it with the midwife, but it looks like it might finally be time to stop worrying, relax and start enjoying being pregnant. What an amazing experience it was this morning!

Comments

Christie said…
Thats great Erren! I would just ask what are the odds for the average woman (mid 20s with no family history) I cant imagine its really any different than what they gave you! I think that is about normal.
Now sit back and relax with a cup of decaf tea!
Christine said…
Seeing a little one sucking it's thumb just makes it so REAL, doesn't it?
You've got good odds, I'd say, on all being well. Just enjoy the ride!
Next stop, getting big and feeling the baby kicking...how exciting!!!

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