Not sure how many of you knew we were seeing the perinatologist with baby mama, but we did that yesterday. For those who don't know what that means, they are high risk doctors, and we went because baby mama has a family member who is MR (mentally retarded). They think it was a result of birth trauma, but with the family history her OB sent her to get checked out just in case! I wasn't worried and saw it as an opportunity to get more pictures of Cala baby! This appointment had been scheduled for last Thursday, but the office closed due to the snow, would have been nice if they had informed us of that before we drove two hours to be there (in the snow)! Then yesterday they attempted to 'reschedule' our appointment at our appointment time. The receptionist was hideously rude and certainly should NOT work in any customer service setting, as she obviously doesn't understand that concept, but we were seen, by the nurse and u/s tech ( who was DELIGHTFUL!!!), and the doctor called today with the test results. Just as we suspected, our little girl is perfectly healthy and doing great!! I got some great u/s pics, if you want to see them, leave me your email, or I have them posted on facebook!
I want to address something else in this particular post, actually 2-3 things.
One being I am always grateful for people who try to empathize with our circumstances with the losses and infertility. I think it says a great deal about a person when they truly try to understand and/or support me (or any IF person) through this time. I've said before and I'll say it again, this experience has afforded us the knowledge and given us a greater appreciation for TRUE friendship!
Secondly, I've heard about eleventy billion pregnancy announcements lately and it still isn't easy, reagrdless of our adoption blessing/miracle it's still hard to not be the one sharing that particular good news and it is different when you announce you're adopting, it just is!
Thirdly, I want to say to those who read here that though my dreams are coming true in an alternate way to a baby, I still grieve my losses, still ache to 'work correctly' and hope that my adoption story doesn't bring you pain, but does give you hope in some way! My heart breaks daily for the new people who plunge into our 'group' of loss or infertility. I pray healing for us all and I won't forget where I've been, the pain I've felt, or the grace I have been shown.
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