So about the “sex and tears,” my husband Jason and I went to the doctor this week. We were so excited to find out the sex. I can’t tell you the sex just yet because we are trying to keep it a secret. Keep in mind, I’ve already slipped up five times, so you will know soon I’m sure. But it was so exciting to see our little baby. We call him/her “Skittles” because the baby was just a bite sized candy when we found out.
Skittles looked great. We thought everything was fine…until the doctor came in. He said they found what’s called a choroid plexus cyst in the baby’s brain fluid and that it is a “soft sign” for Down Syndrome. And since I am 36, that means my chances of the baby having down syndrome jump to 1 in 62. My heart sank. I kept telling myself God is in control..don’t worry..it’s just a marker not a diagnosis…but it just changed my entire outlook. Five minutes earlier I was joking with my husband about how the baby must be his because it looked like an all star basketball player jumping around in there, and had his high cheek bones and long legs.. Now, I was dead silent. I couldn’t look at him.
I held it together until I was alone and then the tears came.
That was Tuesday. Two days later, I feel much better. I read these cysts are common and they usually go away and mean nothing. I go back in four weeks to see if it is still there. I can take a screening test but I don’t think I will. I hear there are so many false positives. Besides, I would keep the baby no matter what.
I can’t say I’m worry free, but I’m not obsessing over it.
I have so much to share but I will save it for next time. I just got my hands on a flip cam too so I can talk to you face to monitor. I’m pretty comfortable with that
Until then, let me know if you have any questions. Especially you first time moms to be!
*You’re invited to a baby shower for Virginia on Wednesday, August 25. More details.