A Good Heart

That's what our Little Guy has, is a good heart.  Several weeks ago she had her fetal echocardiogram and despite the hassle and headache she caused the technician, her heart looked fantastic.  She was, once again, extremely active but also very unwilling to allow a good view of her heart.  The sonographer was bumping my belly, rotating me so my feet where well above my head, had me use the bathroom twice . . .  And still, LG remained obstinate.  And please keep in mind that a fetal echocardiogram requires many measurements, well beyond a standard growth and anatomy scan.  In the end, all measurements were attained and the much relieved tech was, I think, happy to see us leave.

The brief meeting with the doctor afterward told us what we had already gathered, LG's heart looked completely normal for her fetal stage of development.  Additionally, the growth and anatomy scan that preceded the echo confirmed the same thing.  She was in the 45th percentile for weight/size, planting her firmly in the "average" category.  Hallelujah!

I return in two more weeks for what may be my final ultrasound.  There is no concern that precipitates having this scan, it is merely a precaution given my history and the still somewhat unknown feature of carrying a child with VHL.

Meanwhile, my sister is expected to deliver her second son pretty much any day now.  The family is in eager anticipation, and I am knitting his "welcome to the world" gift.  I joke that he will not come until I am finishing his present.  Neither Daxton nor Veda decided to come until I was literally making the final stitches to their gifts.  (And perhaps this is why Daxton waited until 41 weeks to make his appearance!  Hmmm . . .  Better get stitchin'!)