Rough Week

It's been a pretty rough week.

Last Mon we had our 12 week scan and everything looked good, but on Wed the dr's office called to say that the blood work came back low giving us a 1 in less than 5 chance that the baby has Trisomy 13 or 18....which are both incompatible with life. So on Thursday we went in and they did a test called a CVS where they take a piece of placenta and send it in to count the chromosomes and see if there are the right amount. They called the next day to say that the sample wasn't big enough and that it would take 10-14 days to get the results...we're on day 8 and haven't heard anything. It's really cruel.

We have had a number of ultrasounds and we do not really see any signs that the baby has a severe defect. But if it does not, then the testing means that something is wrong with the placenta...again. The baby is already starting to measure behind. It is very difficult to maintain a positive attitude when all of the signs we are given are pointing down the same road we went down with Sam. It's truly heart-breaking.

I am taking, and have been since week 4, all the medication that they would recommend. I have exhausted Western medicine and can only continue to go in for weekly scans and hope that the baby is strong enough to overcome these extreme conditions. (The dr actually used the word "rare" yesterday when talking about how low my numbers are and successful outcomes.) So this week I started going to an acupuncturist who specializes in reproductive Chinese medicine. I know she helped bring my blood pressure down, but I just hope that she can help with the growth of the baby.

Connor has almost completely un-potty trained himself. He still, mostly, uses the potty for pooping but very rarely pees in the potty any more. This week he managed to get poop on the floor of the bathroom TWICE. He just kept saying to me, "There's poopies on the floor, but that's ok!" He may be the one kid that actually goes to college in a diaper!

Evan is using mostly 3 word sentences. He can say Connor and Evan, but really likes to categorize things as good/bad or nice/mean....luckily most things are good/nice but occasionally Connor gets a mean classification!