The Saturday after the gender reveal party we left for vacation with my family to attend Bible Missionary Conference at Beulah Beach in Vermilion, Ohio. As we sat in morning church service on Sunday, July 23. I whispered to Brian, “I have something to tell you, you promise you won’t be mad?” He whispered, “Yes, what?” I whispered back, “I think we are going to have a baby with something wrong like Down Syndrome, something is off with our baby girl.” Brian was in shock that I would ever say something like that about our baby. I didn’t know why I felt that way, but as I sat there even if something was wrong I knew our baby girl would be okay.
At 4:30pm on Monday, I checked my phone and at 4:13pm the Maternal Fetal Medicine Office called and said they had an order from my doctor to move up my anatomy ultrasound and that some additional appointments need to be schedule. I thought that was very strange, but tried to call back and I was a minute too late the office closed at 4:30pm. The next day Brian came back to the lake after a job interview and after Theodore got down for a nap, we went over to Beulah to shop a little and just have some husband and wife time. I called the scheduler at MFM again she seemed quite confused that I was telling her my doctor wanted me to reschedule. Needless to say after waiting 5 minutes and calling back, I was scheduled on Tuesday, August 1, for our anatomy ultrasound at 10:45am, an appointment with genetic counselor at 11:45am, and a consult with a Maternal Fetal Medicine specialist at 1:00pm. After hanging up the phone I looked at Brian kind of shocked. We hadn't heard from our Doctor’s office about any of these changes.
The first thing I thought was maybe My Little Me called the doctor's office and was concerned with where my placenta was. No big deal. I tried to relax and then was going to call My Little Me and ask if that is something they would do. Well My Little Me is closed three days a week and it turns out two of those days are Tuesday and Wednesday. I woke up Wednesday, July 26, and thought I can’t wait 2 more days until our 4 week check up not knowing about what is going on with our baby. Brian and I had previously refused genetic testing. Why would our doctor have us meet with a genetic counselor? Was this going to be covered by our insurance? Is there something really wrong? So from 2:45-4:00pm Wednesday on the shores of Beulah Beach, I went back and forth between the doctor’s office and insurance company trying to get answers on why these appointments were made and to figure out if I was covered for the appointments for genetic counseling and specialists. My attempts were unsuccessful and the day ended with no answers on why appointments were scheduled/ordered on our behalf nor if they would be covered by insurance. God had been revealing himself through this journey so far and I knew God had the big picture for our family even if Brian and I could not see it. While trusting in God's plan, I still wondered, what were the concerns that the doctor had about my daughter? I knew we would get answers on Friday.
For I know the plans I have for you,” says the Lord. “They are plans for good and not for disaster, to give you a future and a hope. ~Jeremiah 29:11~
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