Thursday, July 28, 2011

18 weeks and a sigh of relief

Today is my 35th birthday and I got the best present ever - two wonderful girls in my belly! My AFP test came back with great results. There are no markers for Downs or Spina Bifida, so my doctor agrees that we can safely pass on the amnio for now!
Yay for healthy girls! Baby A is a champ at 9 ounces and B is a close second at 8. I'm doing a happy birthday celebration dance and keeping those positive thoughts flowing. Happiness. :)

Tuesday, July 12, 2011

Docs of DOOM

I needed a few days to recover from my last doc visit. It was my first with the Perinatal department, and even though I went in with high expectations (and hoping to know the genders), I emerged a crushed ball o' worry.
The visit itself was fine. D got to see the first ultrasound of the babies and the heartbeats were great. Baby A is weighing in at 6 ounces, and Baby B is a little bit smaller at 4. The babies spent most of the time driving the tech bananas by curling into little fetal balls, but it was all very cute and fun to watch. An hour later, cue the doc.
She took about 2 minutes to tell me the babies looked great and healthy. The next 20 minutes was a hand-out filled discussion on the perils of twin pregnancies. Downs, Edwards, fetal deaths, and the list went on and on. The worst part was the docs insistence that I needed to make a decision on an amnio there and then (after informing me that its a 1 in 200 chance for baby death). Trauma, trauma, trauma.
I let a weekend pass and my anxiety has dwindled again. I'm gonna focus on the whole "the babies are healthy" aspect for now. I know the docs have to open your eyes to all the risks, but wow, I hope that doesn't scare the bejeezus out of me every time.