Tuesday, November 21, 2006

Still alive and kicking!

The baby is alive and its heart is beating. The little creature, after laying motionless at first and freakig me out, waved its hand and kicked its legs. My doctor asked why I still had a frozen look on my face and I didn't know why. My heart was pounding so hard that we could see my artery looking like a beating heart.

The u/s was about 10 seconds long on a machine with lousy resolution. Fancy doc gave Sprout a quick look and then pronounced him/her to be the picture of health. I guess I was hoping for a little closer look or possibly, most improbably, an impromptu measurement of the neck fold and assurance that the genetic health looked excellent. So my expectations were a little high as far as hoping for a clue about genetic health. Fancy doc assured me that his guesstimate of the heart rate to be in the 140's jives perfectly well with last week's heart rate of precisely 167. Naturally, I was on the lookout for a declining heart rate.

I didn't feel the tremendous wave of relief that I felt last u/s but I wasn't scared half to death today either. The baby is alive and that's great news. I'm working on letting that sink in and trying to shelve genetic health concerns so I can get a moment's peace here.

The baby is alive and it waved. Pretty freakin' cool. (Huge sigh)

Thanks for the good vibes. I was desperately trying to kill time this morning and welcomed the distraction.

11 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Ahhhh... another week with good news. Thank heavens.

Are you going to rent a Doppler? How long do you have to wait before you can hear the heartbeat with those things? Not that it matters, but I think you should get one. I read about a study where women who had miscarried and who were then paid more attention to during pregnancy (more appts, more ultrasounds, more therapy) had a higher rate of carrying to term. It's some crazy Scandanavian study but it really made me want to be more forceful about getting my worries reassured whenever possible.

When I was pregnant, Wes didn't want to let me rent a Doppler because he was worried that the ultrasound waves might make it stupid. After the dead baby, when I told him I would be renting one next time, he said, "Yep. OK. I'll be there listening to it every night along with you."

6:09 PM  
Blogger lagiulia said...

I'm glad to hear that your u/s went well. SO glad! Take care.

7:37 PM  
Blogger whatthef*ck said...

i have been thinking of renting a doppler. i'm not sure if it will cause more problems than it solves. i think i will post about the dilemma and get some input from people who've used them.

7:48 PM  
Blogger mintyfaglady said...

Hurrah!!
Great to read the good news.

2:28 AM  
Blogger Rosepetal said...

really good news!

2:34 AM  
Blogger delphi said...

Phew!

In hockey, when a team has to work really hard but come out winners in the end, they are referred to as "grinders". And that is how I think of Sprout... a little grinder in the corner, getting it done!

Perhaps a Canadian analogy....

8:12 AM  
Blogger Unknown said...

YAY!!! So, so happy to read your good news.

9:48 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Yay! Keep on doing that living thing Sprout.

3:38 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Hi, artblog here, sorry i've never commented before, bit of a wuss like that. Anyways here i am, and lots of luck with the new journey, glad to read, so far so good :) BTW, found you at Rosepetal...

1:03 AM  
Blogger Rosepetal said...

WTF - how are you doing? I hope everything is okay.

10:45 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Rock on, Sprout!

6:48 AM  

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