
Part of being pregnant with a "higher risk" pregnancy is that we get to see our little guy more often. We went back to Temple last week to have a follow up ultrasound so that the doctor could measure the ventricle size again, and compare to the last ultrasound that we had done there. We got the best news! The doctor says that in proportion to the brain size (which is growing normally) the ventricles are actually smaller this time. I believe that the doctors words were "I am optimistic about what we have seen today". We will go back to do another ultrasound in 5-6 weeks, and they will re-measure and see what his growth looks like then. The doctor also said that he doesn't think that I will need to have a C-section, but will make a decision at that next visit based on the measurements. He also called the hydrocephalus "minimum" in comparison to the "moderate" grade that he had given it before. I know that this sounds like alot of jargon, but is the language that Davy and I understand best!!!
I know that I have said it before but I usually am not the most optimistic person when it comes to me and health issues. I always expect the worst in preparation, but through out this pregnancy I have been changed by the grace of God, and couldn't be better off. We have prayed that it be His will, and that we know this child is God's. No matter the outcome everything up to this point has been such a blessing. Even the hard days, a blessing because it has brought us closer to him, in a deeper relationship of trust and love. While at the doctors appt, the mom before us came out into the waiting area, which is pretty quiet and secluded for obvious reasons. She was obviously upset, and probably had received news that day that she wasn't prepared for. News that said the child she was planning for, may not turn out to be the child she was planning for. No matter how harsh that sounds it is the truth of the matter. I was in her shoes weeks ago, but the one thing that I have that I don't know if she does is a relationship with Jesus Christ, and even though my plans changed, it didn't end my world, it was a reminder that they were just that "my plans" not His plans.So in that moment I know God was there waiting for her, and my prayers have been for her, and for all the moms like her. I hope that you would add them to your prayer list as well.
On a side note, baby boy has long legs....like that is a surprise based on his parents, but his femur length measures to be almost 2 weeks older than the rest of him. Which right now is 30 weeks. The nursery is coming together. I hung the curtains this weekend (Thanks JoAn). and put the new bedspread on the bed that will be in there. I will post pics when it is all put together.