The last time you heard from me was the beginning of July. I can’t begin to tell you how many life changing things have happened since then. I’d told you before that I was expecting. On June 19th, the day after our first wedding anniversary, I had the regular halfway ultrasound and we got devastating news. Our baby had fluid surrounding and compressing his left lung, he had a cystic hygroma on his neck (basically a little water pocket) and his heart looked like it was malformed. The long and the short of it was that we were going to lose him. We went to see a specialist the next day and he looked over the ultrasound again and said No, we weren’t going to lose him but the cystic hyroma is most commonly a genetic marker for down syndrome or other similar syndrome. His heart was fine, and everything else could be dealt with.
We didn’t care. The baby was going to live. Down Syndrome wasn’t a deal breaker for us. We’d had two previous miscarriages in the last year and we were so excited just to be having a baby. Who were we to pick how it was going to be when it was born? If that’s what the Lord chose to give us, then we’d readily take it.
As weeks, doctors appointments and tests wore on, we scaled back on everything that wasn’t mandatory for us.
In the end the baby had 14 ultrasounds, 1 echocardiagram, 2 thorocentesis (where they go in like an amnio, but going into the babys lung cavity to drain it and take pressure off the heart), 1 amniocentesis and saw more specialists that I have fingers.
As the weeks wore on we saw things get better and better and different conditions go away on their own. This baby was a fighter. The prognosis only got better.
Until the point that nothing was wrong. I still had to go to a major hospital to have him, as they wanted pediatricians to be there when he was born. If you remember, Mac was a home water birth, so this was a totally different experience. Both were pleasant, I had top notch medical care both times. While I am a big advocate for home birth and hope to have another in the future, I feel beyond blessed to have the medical system at our fingers for no additional cost.
November 6th, 2012 at 11:45 pm,
Hamish Adalai came into the world. 8 lbs 13 oz, the pediatrics deemed him perfect and ready to go home when we were ready.
We strongly believe in the power of prayer and positive thoughts, and we had an army of people rooting for us.
We are so blessed, and so enjoying this little boy.
I’m going to be posting more regularly, and first up is a series of photos about what we’ve been upto!