As many of you may know , We are expecting a little baby boy in May.
When we got the surprise that we were expecting again, We were a bit shocked to say the least. We had talked about possibly having a 3rd. That maybe a younger sibling would be good for both boys. But when we got the positive pregnancy test..... I was a bit freaked out.
We found out at our 20 wk ultrasound that Mason had cystic hygroma, a congenital defect (we were told most likely Down syndrome), and a heart defect.
Our world as we knew it was shattered.
We were told he would not survive.
We started planning a memorial service for him ( I remember calling funeral homes asking how they do a memorial/ burial service for a baby...Thinking of this still makes me cry). We let our family know what we wanted done , so when the time came, we wouldnt have to think of what to do.
For the following 14wks after that day , we waited. I had 3-5 appts a week. All to monitor how he was surviving. All we could do was sit , wait , and pray that he would pull through. Finally we started getting better news (always small bits). We finally got to start planning his nursery and not planning a funeral.
I went through so much emotionally during his pregnancy, that once he was born, I did not want anymore kids. NOT because Mason has Down syndrome, but because the pregnancy itself ( cystic hygroma, heart defect, pre term labor, premeture birth, ect) was just so hard. Over and over I kept telling Cory, no more... I just cant do it again.
The first year of Masons life was a whirlwind. We had heart failure, Open heart surgery, therapies, dairy allergies, ect.... You name it, we went through it! Also through that first year, my heart took a beating. I had to deal with the emotions of my child having to endure all these things, while others just seemed to skip through life without a care. They had babies who didnt need life saving surgeries, or therapy to learn to sit, or be on medication for the rest of their lives.
And looking back now, my heart was bitter. It felt unfair at times, that we had to fight to get him here... while others just continued on with their perfect life.
I really think it took a good year for my heart to heal.
Finally once my heart had healed, I actually started listening to my husbands requests..
He wanted another child.
His reasons for having another one were good, but I wasnt convinced yet.
He said it would be good for Mason to have a younger sibling to help push him. That It would be goo for our whole family.
In my heart I knew he was right... but I was still so traumatized by Masons pregnancy that I just didn't want to do it again.
After a few more months, lots of praying, and lots of long talks, I felt like we might EVENTUALLY be ready to try again....
well God had other plans in mind.... We got a big surprise In September! Im pretty sure God took it into his own hands ( because I may never of been 100% ready).
With the excitement came a whole new set of fears....
Would this baby have a heart defect? Cystic hygroma? Down syndrome?
We knew that if we were to have another there were risks....
We have a 1% chance of the baby having Down syndrome, Cystic hygroma, or a heart defect. We have that 1% because we have a child with those conditions. So there is a chance it could all happen again.
Now the Down syndrome isnt was was scarring us, it was the heart defect and CH. Those were the big things that threatened Mason's life in utero. ( We know that down syndrome is not a curse, and that if we did have another with DS, we would be just fine!)
So I pretty much held my breath this whole pregnancy.
Never getting fully attached, always wondering if this would happen again.
Well last Wednesday we had our " big ultrasound". In the same room we had Mason's ( where we learned all that was going on with him) I was so worried going in, trying to brace myself for bad news. The tech (HI Jen!) who did Mason's sono did this one as well. I felt like I was right back in the same place and time. My nerves were on edge as we began. Jen asked how the pregnancy was going, how mason was doing. ( I think she could tell I was really nervous) As she started, the screen fill with a beautiful pic of our sweet baby... and I smiled. I knew right then, no matter what the outcome was, all would be ok. As I am watching the screen, she starts scaning the heart. There in front of my eyes is a perfect 4 chamber heart, beating with a perfect beat. Thats when the tears started, I couldnt help myself. That tiny heart was one of the biggest worries I had, and to see it , beating perfectly... words cant describe. The rest of the sonogram went smoothly and Jen pointed out everything as she went along. And when she was done, she said the baby looked perfect.
Those words brought some sort of comfort ( no heart surgery, no lifetime medications) but not excitement. We did not cheer that this baby wouldn't have Down syndrome, but we were simply relieved to have a healthy baby ( no heart surgeries!)