Week 23: I hate Ultrasounds

So yesterday I had my regular appointment and of course another ultrasound. I really don't look forward to ultrasounds. I usually can't sleep the night before because I fret if they are going to find something new. I know we are out of the woods relatively speaking but I still can't help but feel what if they find something new this time around. Needless, to say it went well...I mean the Omphalocele is still there and the liver is still in it but otherwise the baby is doing well. The joke is that the baby has a beer belly and hence the liver wants to boycott the body due to its beer belly issues. = ) You have to find humor in the situation.We also found out that the Beckwith Wiedemann syndrome test results came back negative so more good news.

Next on the people to meet & greet, and new appointments list is 1. Fetal Echo-cardiogram: to monitor how the baby's ticker is doing. Although the anatomy scan showed all is well the recommendation came from both the surgeon and genetic counselor. 2. Meet with the anesthesiologist: I didn't think you would meet with them till D-day but I guess when you know you are having a planned c-section it is part of the entourage of people you meet.

And I saved the best for last. While I have been feeling the baby kick for a while they haven't been strong enough to feel them on the outside. That changed last week when I could start feeling them outward but Wee Smith isn't a trick pony and won't do it on command. But this morning M. felt the baby kick for the first time. I thought that was pretty cool!

Family Christmas Party

Yesterday we went to a family Christmas party on the Smith side. It was the first time we would see everyone since we found out about the Omphalocele. So it would give us an opportunity to explain to some of what we have gone through. It went a lot better then I expected. I also think it was easier to share all this news at this time seeing that all the test had come back in our favour and we know that this thing is repairable. Better to let people know that yes the news sucks but its operable. 
Even better was the pool that one amazing cousin started. For a twooney ($2) you got to choose a date when you think Wee will be born and guess its sex (ha ha we already know DNA doesn't lie but we aren't sharing this news till Wee Smith is born).
The prize is bragging rights and a tax receipt in their name. The money will be matched by M & me as well as that amazing cousin T&M and given to CHEO. I couldn't ask for a better sign of support.