Day 31, Friday: A vivid memory
Ok, I am getting ready to get to some extremely raw emotion for me. My memory I am getting ready to share is not going to be an easy one for me to write. I am going to write about the day I found out about Trisomy 18.
A little back story before the memory: My husband had just graduated college and accepted a job at NASA. We packed up our dalmatian and our Chihuahua and headed 9 hours south. This was December 27th. Two weeks prior we had found out we were pregnant with our first baby. My cycles were never regular, so I didn't think anything of it that I hadn't had a period in a couple months. Turns out I was about 3 months along. We were excited and so were our parents. Moving to Houston was fun at first. We were excited to explore a new city (even though it was HUGE). We lived right by the NASA base in Clear Lake. We were starting to make friends. I found a great OB/GYN. She is a no nonsense straight shooter; no sugar coating. We figured out my due date by my last known period. She scheduled us for an ultrasound for mid-Feb. We were going to see a ultrasound specialist because my husband was born with a bilateral cleft lip and we wanted to make sure our baby didn't have that. This was before all the high tech 3D technology out there now. We were also going to find out the sex of our baby.
February 19, 1999
We woke up very excited about finding out the sex of our baby. We were happy to get to see our baby on the screen. We drove an hour to get to the ultrasound place. My appointment was at 2. I happily filled out all of the paperwork and we were just generally excited. Finally, they called our names. I went back and laid on the chair. There was a tv monitor in front of me and the machine was to my right. The ultrasound specialist Dr. Adam came in. She was a tall woman with a pixie haircut and British accent. I loved her already. She spreads the cold gel on my stomach and gets out the doppler. I am laying there with a smile plastered on my face looking at my baby on the screen. I couldn't believe that I had another life growing in me. She pushed some buttons and moved the doppler around and pushed some more buttons. She didn't speak for what seemed like a half hour but was really about 7 or 8 minutes. I will never forget the first words she said to us: "How do you feel about terminating this pregnancy?"
At first I thought I had misheard her and she was asking if I had ever terminated a pregnancy before. I said no, I had never been pregnant before. Then she repeated the question. All I can remember is busting into silent tears and my heart stop beating. I was stunned and shocked to say the least. She proceed to tell us that she couldn't even see our baby's facial features because of the extreme swelling called edema. She couldn't tell us if the baby had a cleft lip or not, but she said that would be the least of the baby's problems IF it made it full term. She couldn't tell us the baby's sex either. Devastated is an understatement. What she could tell us about our baby is the heart was underdeveloped. The left side of the heart basically was not developed at all. Our baby had half a heart. The heart rate indicated that the baby was in distress and the part of her heart that was developed was doing triple the work. There was extreme swelling around her kidneys and the abdominal area. Dr. Adam recommended for us to get an amniocentesis (all I had ever heard about this is that it is an extremely long needle that goes in your stomach). By this time we had been there for about an hour and a half. I had cried until I was empty. How quickly one phrase can change your entire life.
Dr. Adam sent us to see a genetic counselor before we agreed to the amniocentesis. We talked with this really nice lady about what the doctor had suspected our baby had. Trisomy 18. This was pre-google (which I am glad for now). She gave us literature. Trisomy 18 is a chromosome abnormality where there is an extra chromosome in the 18th pair. Other Trisomy's are 13 and 21. Trisomy 21 is Down's Syndrome. Trisomy 18 and 13 prognosis is: Incompatible with Life. Another life changing phrase.
We went back to Dr. Adam and signed the forms to get the amniocentesis. I laid on the chair again, this time flat on my back. Tears are rolling down the sides of my face. this woman brings out the largest needle I have ever seen. The needle part was at least 9 inches long. My husband almost passed out from the sight. She put a numbing medicine on the area where she was going to insert the needle. I felt slight pressure, but it didn't hurt. She collected the amniotic fluid that she was going to use and it was over. We would have our results in 5 to 7 days. We drove home in silence. Both of us trapped in our own private prison on how this could be. We were both young and they usually found these things in older women who have babies. We got home and I basically could do nothing for the first 24 hours. I didn't want to do anything anyway. I just wanted to cry, which I did, a lot. We called our families and broke the news. My mom was pretty much distraught. This would have been her first grandchild. My mother-in-law didn't understand so she wasn't that emotional. She called back later and it had hit her what we were saying, that our baby was not going to live, if it even made it to the due date.
That is how I learned about Trisomy 18. I can still relive every single emotion and see the doctors office down to the green kleenex box. I will eventually write about what happened after that, but this was hard enough. Very very few people in my real life know about these events. These emotions are very raw. I didn't want to end the challenge on such a sad note, but it is something I wanted to share. Thank you for reading.
I have really enjoyed this challenge. I have met a few new people and got to know my other friends even better. I cannot wait to continue reading your blogs well after the challenge. If you are interested I am joining my friends Paula over at Paula's Place and Allison over at What if this is as good as it gets? for a pretty informal June challenge and Photo Challenge. Those can be found here and here. I like having prompts to write about each day. It keeps me in check and from neglecting my blog.
This is the final entry for the Blog Everyday in May Challenge found at Story of my life.
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Friday, May 31, 2013
Thursday, May 30, 2013
Letting go...
Day 30, Thursday: React to this term: Letting Go
Letting go is hard. I confess, I struggle with it a lot. I tend to hold on to anger the longest. I tell myself to let it go, but then I find myself thinking about it a few days later. I keep a journal filled with my thoughts on the situation. I also read my Bible and pray a lot.
Contrary to what people think of me (mainly my real life friends and family) because I am a very extroverted, will talk to anyone and make friends; I am a very private person. I don't really talk about my feelings a lot because it leaves me vulnerable. When I leave myself vulnerable, people take advantage and I get hurt. When I get hurt, I tend to hold on to that hurt and shut myself off from that person.
I can say my biggest success in letting go is talking to my dad after 9 years of being estranged. He didn't meet my daughter until she was 7. It was when my brother was sent to Iraq that I decided that the hurt he caused me wasn't worth the regret I would maybe have later in life if I didn't just forgive and move on. I have a good relationship with him now. It just took letting go and healing to begin.
All I can really say; for me, letting go is hard but I am trying. I can say that I am confident I have let go ever having a well kept house and being the perfect wife and mom. There is no such thing. I am okay with being the mom that makes my kid laugh on a daily basis (hard to do when they are teenagers...lol).
This is part of the Blog Everyday in May Challenge found at Story of my life.
Letting go is hard. I confess, I struggle with it a lot. I tend to hold on to anger the longest. I tell myself to let it go, but then I find myself thinking about it a few days later. I keep a journal filled with my thoughts on the situation. I also read my Bible and pray a lot.
Contrary to what people think of me (mainly my real life friends and family) because I am a very extroverted, will talk to anyone and make friends; I am a very private person. I don't really talk about my feelings a lot because it leaves me vulnerable. When I leave myself vulnerable, people take advantage and I get hurt. When I get hurt, I tend to hold on to that hurt and shut myself off from that person.
I can say my biggest success in letting go is talking to my dad after 9 years of being estranged. He didn't meet my daughter until she was 7. It was when my brother was sent to Iraq that I decided that the hurt he caused me wasn't worth the regret I would maybe have later in life if I didn't just forgive and move on. I have a good relationship with him now. It just took letting go and healing to begin.
All I can really say; for me, letting go is hard but I am trying. I can say that I am confident I have let go ever having a well kept house and being the perfect wife and mom. There is no such thing. I am okay with being the mom that makes my kid laugh on a daily basis (hard to do when they are teenagers...lol).
This is part of the Blog Everyday in May Challenge found at Story of my life.
Wednesday, May 29, 2013
Lyrics that make my heart sing
Day 29, Wednesday: Five songs or pieces of music that speak to you or bring back memories.
I really had to think about this. I love music. There are a lot of songs that make me just want to get up and dance. I may do a separate post on that. I dance and sing in my car. I love it. Anyway, I digress. Here are 5 (okay 6) songs that speak to me.
1. Over You - Miranda Lambert
Losing someone very close to you is heartbreaking. This song makes me cry every time I hear it. When I am ready to sit down and have a good cry, I will replay this song over and over. After I have my good cry (which isn't pretty), I feel so much better.
3. It's Your Love - Tim McGraw with Faith Hill
This is my husband's and I song. It was our wedding song. When we fight, that is our make up song. The lyrics still speak to me. This is engraved in my husband's wedding band. We couldn't fit it in mine. :( This will forever be our song.
4. Just the Way You Are - Bruno Mars
Every girl should have a guy that thinks this way. The one line that sticks out is "You know I would never ask you to change, if perfect is what your searching for then just stay the same. " Yes!! Every girl needs this confidence. Thanks Bruno for reaffirming it.
5. God Gave Me You - Blake Shelton or Dave Barnes
My ringtone for my husband. This song gives me goosebumps when I listen to it. The line I love from this song is "On my own I'm only half of what I could be I can't do without you. We are stitched together and what love has tethered I pray we never undo." So true for us.
Okay - and for my bonus song (look at me being a rule breaker...)
6. It's My Life - Bon Jovi
This is my anthem on life. Period. It really is now or never. When I need to feel empowered I put this song on and pump my fist! Yes, it is my life.
There are my songs. It looks like I listen to a lot of country, but I don't. These songs just speak to me. I can't wait to see what songs speak to you.
Find more songs at Story of my life.
I really had to think about this. I love music. There are a lot of songs that make me just want to get up and dance. I may do a separate post on that. I dance and sing in my car. I love it. Anyway, I digress. Here are 5 (okay 6) songs that speak to me.
1. Over You - Miranda Lambert
Losing someone very close to you is heartbreaking. This song makes me cry every time I hear it. When I am ready to sit down and have a good cry, I will replay this song over and over. After I have my good cry (which isn't pretty), I feel so much better.
2. This Fragile Breathe - Todd Agnew
A wonderfully powerful song about God speaking to us and us listening. My favorite line of the song: You speak with thunder and lightning Your voice shakes the mountains The foundations of the earth. How true is that. I love this song.
3. It's Your Love - Tim McGraw with Faith Hill
This is my husband's and I song. It was our wedding song. When we fight, that is our make up song. The lyrics still speak to me. This is engraved in my husband's wedding band. We couldn't fit it in mine. :( This will forever be our song.
4. Just the Way You Are - Bruno Mars
Every girl should have a guy that thinks this way. The one line that sticks out is "You know I would never ask you to change, if perfect is what your searching for then just stay the same. " Yes!! Every girl needs this confidence. Thanks Bruno for reaffirming it.
5. God Gave Me You - Blake Shelton or Dave Barnes
My ringtone for my husband. This song gives me goosebumps when I listen to it. The line I love from this song is "On my own I'm only half of what I could be I can't do without you. We are stitched together and what love has tethered I pray we never undo." So true for us.
Okay - and for my bonus song (look at me being a rule breaker...)
6. It's My Life - Bon Jovi
This is my anthem on life. Period. It really is now or never. When I need to feel empowered I put this song on and pump my fist! Yes, it is my life.
There are my songs. It looks like I listen to a lot of country, but I don't. These songs just speak to me. I can't wait to see what songs speak to you.
Find more songs at Story of my life.
Friday, May 3, 2013
Things that make me uncomfortable
Day 3 of Blog everyday in May - Something that makes you feel uncomfortable.
This one is a hard post for me. I have a very high comfort level, but some things really make me feel like I could disappear into the floor.
The first thing: Good couple friends who fight in front of me, in a car. I didn't realize how uncomfortable this made me, until I was in that position. I was ready to walk home (even if it were 10 miles away). I still can't hear the Adele - Rolling in the Deep without thinking of this uncomfortable moment.
Next: People who treat service people like crap...especially if I am with them. I get very embarrassed and uncomfortable when people treat waiters or cashiers like they are beneath them. I usually overcompensate by tipping very well and being overly nice.
And: People who are mean to their children in public. Not to be confused with discipline or consequences, but being berating and condescending to their children for the sole purpose of embarrassing them and making the parent feel like more of a human.
Lastly: Strangers that overshare about their <ahem> bedroom antics. I am not a prude, but I believe some things should best be left unsaid to complete stranger...
Funny story though: Today my husband gave me a hug in the donut shop we go to every Friday. The ladies know us very well. We have been going every Friday for years. One of the ladies said "Hey, you guys don't need to be hugging in here." (she was joking). I laughed and said "well all the heat will help the donuts rise" Everyone in the donut shop laughed loudly. But, I got to thinking some people are uncomfortable with public displays of affection.
What makes you uncomfortable? Come over to Story of My LIfe and share.
This one is a hard post for me. I have a very high comfort level, but some things really make me feel like I could disappear into the floor.
The first thing: Good couple friends who fight in front of me, in a car. I didn't realize how uncomfortable this made me, until I was in that position. I was ready to walk home (even if it were 10 miles away). I still can't hear the Adele - Rolling in the Deep without thinking of this uncomfortable moment.
Next: People who treat service people like crap...especially if I am with them. I get very embarrassed and uncomfortable when people treat waiters or cashiers like they are beneath them. I usually overcompensate by tipping very well and being overly nice.
And: People who are mean to their children in public. Not to be confused with discipline or consequences, but being berating and condescending to their children for the sole purpose of embarrassing them and making the parent feel like more of a human.
Lastly: Strangers that overshare about their <ahem> bedroom antics. I am not a prude, but I believe some things should best be left unsaid to complete stranger...
Funny story though: Today my husband gave me a hug in the donut shop we go to every Friday. The ladies know us very well. We have been going every Friday for years. One of the ladies said "Hey, you guys don't need to be hugging in here." (she was joking). I laughed and said "well all the heat will help the donuts rise" Everyone in the donut shop laughed loudly. But, I got to thinking some people are uncomfortable with public displays of affection.
What makes you uncomfortable? Come over to Story of My LIfe and share.
Wednesday, May 1, 2013
My life story...in 250 words or less
Welcome to the May Challenge. I am excited.
Day 1: My life story in 250 words (or one paragraph) or less. This is really hard. How do I sum up my life in one paragraph....oh well, here goes.
I was born and partly raised in a small town in Oklahoma. My parents divorced when I was 7. I lived a few years off and on with my grandma. Most of my fondest memories are with her. I met my husband when I was a senior in high school (he was a sophomore in college). We were married on the 4th of July when I was 19. We moved to Houston after he graduated college. We lived there for 11 months and 16 days. One of the most traumatic experiences of my life happened while we were there. But, I also became pregnant with my daughter during that time. We moved back to Oklahoma to my husband's hometown. We have lived here ever since. We have a 13 year old daughter, who is wonderful. We also have two dogs and a cat. I have a brother in the Army. I also have a half-sister who is 13 years younger than me. She is married to a Marine. I have a step-sister who lives in Texas with her Army husband. I have a step-brother who is in college at Oklahoma State. Lastly, I have a step-sister who lives here in Oklahoma. I have 8 nephews (my daughter is a bit of a princess). I have a great group of friends who I adore. I am a professional photographer and a professional cake decorator. I enjoy crafting, reading and sewing and baking. I love life.
Ok...I think that is around 250. If you want to see other's life stories, join me and other bloggers over at Story of My Life.
A little something extra and exciting!! My sister (the one married to the Marine) is having her baby today. I cannot wait to see pictures of my newest nephew. I wish I could be in NC to be with her, but I am there in spirit. Yay!!
Day 1: My life story in 250 words (or one paragraph) or less. This is really hard. How do I sum up my life in one paragraph....oh well, here goes.
I was born and partly raised in a small town in Oklahoma. My parents divorced when I was 7. I lived a few years off and on with my grandma. Most of my fondest memories are with her. I met my husband when I was a senior in high school (he was a sophomore in college). We were married on the 4th of July when I was 19. We moved to Houston after he graduated college. We lived there for 11 months and 16 days. One of the most traumatic experiences of my life happened while we were there. But, I also became pregnant with my daughter during that time. We moved back to Oklahoma to my husband's hometown. We have lived here ever since. We have a 13 year old daughter, who is wonderful. We also have two dogs and a cat. I have a brother in the Army. I also have a half-sister who is 13 years younger than me. She is married to a Marine. I have a step-sister who lives in Texas with her Army husband. I have a step-brother who is in college at Oklahoma State. Lastly, I have a step-sister who lives here in Oklahoma. I have 8 nephews (my daughter is a bit of a princess). I have a great group of friends who I adore. I am a professional photographer and a professional cake decorator. I enjoy crafting, reading and sewing and baking. I love life.
Ok...I think that is around 250. If you want to see other's life stories, join me and other bloggers over at Story of My Life.
A little something extra and exciting!! My sister (the one married to the Marine) is having her baby today. I cannot wait to see pictures of my newest nephew. I wish I could be in NC to be with her, but I am there in spirit. Yay!!
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