I bought my first pairs of maternity pants last week! I was resistant to the idea at first, because I've seen some frumpy, dumpy maternity clothes on mom's-to-be and didn't want to sacrifice my fabulous style ;) But finally, I couldn't even zip up my biggest courderoy pants anymore, let alone button them up. The buttons had been sacrificed to the belly gods weeks ago. So with Barry dutifully tagging along, we went on our first baby-related shopping trip. We went to four or five different stores and they didn't even have a damn section. We even went to a fat lady store and spent all of forty seconds there-as much time as it took to walk to the back and then out the front door again. Eeww. Finally, Liz, the ever wonderful fountain of baby related information texted me some hot, new information! Kohls has maternity gear! We went, and woo hoo! Jackpot! I got three pairs of maternity pants; jeans, khakis and black cargo pants. Comfy, not dumpy! It feels so good to have pants on again, especially ones that aren't attacking me as I sit down.
Another bit of excitement that we've been simultaneously looking forward to and fearing terribly were getting the results back from the genetic tests as well as the Ultra Screen visit to mom's office. We went for the genetic tests about four weeks ago, and they took about a gallon of blood from each of us. They tested us for genetic matches for a whole host of genetic disorders (Tay Sachs and a bunch of others I can't remember). We got the results a few days ago and we're completely mismatched for everything! That means anything wonky in my genes doesn't match anything wonky in Barry's genes, therefore we have nothing to worry about on that front. Another woo hoo!
Finally, we went for the Ultra Screen on April 14th. That's where they take even more blood from my poor, blood-let body and they do a sonogram of the baby, checking something called the nucal (sp?) fold. They looked at the thickness of the skin on the back of the neck and checked out some stuff in my blood. When they put all that information together, they can come up with a likelihood for Down Syndrome, along with several other abnormalities. We came back with a 1 in 10,00 chance of a problem! That's the highest number the doctors will give. Woo hoo number three!
This baby is one healthy little bean!
After we got all this wonderful news over the course of a week or so, Barry had some awesome words of wisdom he imparted to me on our way to Portland, Maine for a bit of a road trip vacation. "This baby's comin!" And we couldn't' be happier!
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