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Note: I’m cheating by posting this post-dated post a month late.


As always, I eagerly looked forward to yesterday’s scan and seeing my little boy again, yet dreaded the thought that the FAS might pick up a problem – especially since the gynae mentioned at the 19 week that the little dude had bilateral choroid plexus cysts in his brain (which is linked to a higher incidence of Trisomy 18 and possibly Down’s, but also occurs in perfectly healthy babies).

Yesterday’s scan didn’t pick up any additional problems that could indicate Trisomy 18! Although LB’s risk of having Trisomy 18 remains a little elevated above the normal background risk for my age (which is 1 in 412), the FAS didn’t give me additional reasons to worry about our little miracle. LB’s back also doesn’t show any visible signs of spina bifida, although the risk for this is also still slightly higher than normal since it runs in our family.

So this is the best oucome I could have hoped for in terms of the assessment. Yay! Our little miracle is measuring on the 50th percentile in terms of growth, which is just perfect.

The FAS stressed that a amnio would be the only way to get a definitive answer on whether our little dude has Trisomy 18 (or Down’s). However, I don’t think I’d be able to deal with it if we were to lose a healthy little boy following an amnio (due to the inherent risk of the procedure). So we decided against it.

Personal news: DH has accepted a position in Polokwane, starting in Jan, so we have a hectic time ahead! I plan to stay behind (with LG) and first have our little dude here in Cape Town, rather than tagging along at 7 months pregnant and switching to a new gynae at Polokwane Medi-Clinic. My exam last week went well and hopefully earned me that degree I’ve been working towards!

Lastly, before the FAS appointment, I made arrangements for the scan with my work, with LG’s daymother and with DH – who also made arrangements with his work. DH and I got up early, dropped our LG off early and walked into the FAS’s office – only so I could realize we pitched a day early!! Worst thing is that I had the appointment date right, but the ‘current date’ wrong! Ugh, how could anyone possibly be that blonde.. or that pregnant, perhaps (weak attempt at making myself feel better)?

P.S. As we left the doc’s office after the scan, I turned to DH and said that I wanted him to stop worrying about our little dude since the scan went so well. DH just smiled slightly and said that he’s bound to spend the rest of his life worrying about our little dude and his sister..


Note: I’m cheating by publishing this post-dated post 6 weeks late..


Sorry for being so quiet! Life is a little hectic at the moment. I write a pretty stressful exam next week. My little girl is now an absolutely delightfully lively and inquisitive toddler – who still wakes up an average of twice per night. We’re busy with final negotiations that will probably lead to us relocating to Polokwane in January. And then there’s work too, although I’m hoping to become a SAHM in Polokwane next year! Yay!

So to be honest, I barely have time to remember that I’m pregnant! Apart from the pregnancy symptoms and the fact that I sometimes need to use crutches to get around due to PGP (which is pretty embarrassing as I’m normally very active; also, I don’t even have a bump yet!).

My darling little boy has in the past week started kicking and wiggling to help remind me to dream of him and start loving him, which is wonderful! “I’m here too, mommy! Meeting you all is going to be awesome!”

His growth was on the 50th percentile at the last scan. The scan went fine.. until the doc said not to worry about it at the moment, but LB has bilateral 5mm choroid plexus cysts in his tiny brain. Well, who would ever worry about cysts in their baby’s brain?!!

My research on this showed that all is truly likely to be absolutely fine, although he has an increased risk of having trisomy 18 (which would make survival beyond his first year unlikely). I decided to try and not entertain that thought until our next FAS appointment in November. In my heart, I really believe that our little miracle will be fine.

Phew, I really can’t complain about being bored at the moment – lots of challenges and adventures await me and my family. It’s stressful, but it also makes me feel very alive.

The gynae is very happy with me and ‘babaliefie’ #2 – we saw the doc today at 14 weeks (what?? 14w already??).

Baby weighs almost 100g and is well on track.

I’m so, so grateful. So grateful that all is well with my precious LO #2 and with my beloved LO #1, that I get to look forward to the birth of this small little miracle, that my DH is such a wonderful hubby and daddy and frankly, I’m grateful to think I will most likely never need to survive the stress of another 1st trimester again.

I arrived for my appointment a little early and the gynae could see me early too, so it was a lovely, long scan. Baby was kicking his feet and showing that ?he’s doing well, but also seemed to try and show his tired mommy that he has a relaxed, laid-back attitude. (Unlike his sister who could never stop somersaulting and showing off during any of her scans! We could never even get a proper peek at her gender till the 20-week scan. And she still very seldom stays asleep for more than 4 or 5 hours at a stretch.)

The gynae had fun playing with his new 4D scan equipment, so it was awesome.

I always feel a bit as if I’m secretly spying on one of the greatest miracles in life during a scan, almost like I’m entering a sacred sanctuary where human eyes weren’t meant to pry. We’re so fortunate to be able to have such experiences.

Last Friday’s fetal assessment went so well!

‘Babaliefie #2’ has a nuchal fold only 1.54 mm, very obvious nose bone (looks like a little Jew, actually!) and a risk of 1/3000 for Down’s (out of 85% of my maternal age risk of 1/200). So I’m thinking of not going for an amnio despite my age. I hate to consider that 1/400 risk of miscarriage that an amnio has – although I’m almost tempted to go just to see such a big a$$ needle!

Baby was a perfect size for 12 weeks 3 days. Heart rate 143 bpm.

The specialist scared me a little by saying the risk for spina bifida is much increased for baby, as I have spina bifida occulta (like my brother and dad too) – a practically symptomless version of the condition that only shows up as a vertebrae or two missing the spina part. But by the time she said it, I was already way too chuffed to really worry. Baby was busy drinking some amnio fluid and kicking its feet. Who could be worried there would be something seriously wrong while you’re looking at that?

I suppose it’s true what they say about second pregnancies (following a previous pregnancy that had a happy ending): you worry a lot less. True, you don’t have as much time to sit around worrying about your pregnancy while you’ve got your hands full looking after a little baby/toddler. Also, you’ve seen everything working out fine before – which is such a priviledge.

Lastly, baby seemed to try and flash those privates for us. It’s early days of course, but I’m going to have to start dreaming in baby blue!

At yesterday’s scan, our ‘Babaliefie’ weighed 1.47 kg. She is growing beautifully along the 50th percentile line, except for her tummy which is on the 90th percentile.

Sounds as if she’s looking a bit like mommy then! My bump has by now totally popped out and I’d be a prime suspect if anyone asked “Who ate the soccer ball?”

As for my birth plan, having perused everything I could find on birth outcomes, I told the gynae that vaginal birth sounds like a good option to me only if it doesn’t involve forceps, hoovers or an emergency c-sec.

The risks associated with an elective c-sec is much more acceptable to me than the risks (to both baby and me) associated with these less than ideal ‘natural birth’ outcomes – even if c-sec recovery would be a lot less convenient for me. All things considered and looking at my risks for having a not so uncomplicated vaginal birth, we’re therefore thinking along the lines of an elective c-sec after 39 weeks at the moment.

I’m also doing very well, although I’m (I guess understandably) a lot more tired lately. I’m constantly at war with heartburn, reflux and nausea, although I still feel much better than in the horrible 1st trimester. With my favourite pregnancy reflux drug, Cimetidine, out of stock in the Western Cape (DH says it’s cause I bought it all), I switched to Ranitidine which seems to be less effective for me.

Highlight at the moment: When I snuggle close to DH at night and hold him tight (“lepel-lê”), our LG loves kicking her daddy in the back/buttocks. It’s the first game that LG plays with her daddy and DH so loves this.

On Friday, the gynae simply shook his head and said he was giving up on getting a nice picture of our ‘woelwatertjie’.. Every photo was just a blur of activity!

Oh dear, I’m starting to wonder whether LG is going to be bouncing off the walls once she’s a baby too – just in bigger rooms?

“Hey, now listen to mommy, Liefie – a little sleepyhead baby (like mommy was) is way cute too!”

At least the gynae managed to take her measurements and she is right on schedule – 761g and perfect.

I’m writing a UNISA exam on Friday, so maybe when I get to relax more after the exam (not that I really feel stressed out), so will LG. However, since each of the 3 docs who scanned her have commented on her very, very high activity level (ever since her 8w scan), I wonder whether we are in for a bit of a challenge here!

I’m starting to practise saying the following phrase in my sleep: “Your daughter clearly takes after you, Daddy. It’s your turn to get up..”

Our ‘meisiekind’ now weighs over 500g and the doc says all is looking 100% normal.

However, to me as subjective mommy all is looking totally amazing!

LG’s got the most beautiful little muscular calves and quads. I’m not surprised, because the ‘woelwater’ is exercising them all the time – a constant tiny butterfly in my tummy.

I’ll be at 23 weeks on Saturday (day after tomorrow).

It still seems like a dream and I’m in awe of the technology that allows us peeks into the private little sanctuary of our little miracle. I have such a grateful heart.

LO was peacefully asleep at the start of today’s scan, allowing the doc to get a good look at my perfect little girl. I held my breath as I saw her lying dead still at first! However, she soon awoke and was her normal playful self, waving, dancing and amusing herself with the cord.

My thoughts are filled with dreams of my little angel. I constantly dream up new ideas for her nursery and our life together. Too bad we only have one room to decorate! Choices, choices..

I have overnight turned into one of those glowing, energetic preggy women I could only admire during the m/s weeks. I still wear ‘normal clothes’ most of the time, but I’m sure I’ll wake up with a proper bump any day now.

DH looks more excited by the day. It melts my heart when he speaks of his dreams, as he puts a laminated wooden floor in the nursery, makes baby furniture, plans how we’ll bath her, etc.

He says the sweetest things, like: “If I pave this part of the lawn, she’ll have some nice space for riding her bike some day..”

We’re so blessed.

Saw my new gynae on Friday for the 16w scan. Our cute little ?girl was as always playful, showing off and even somersaulting. I could almost hear her saying “Dream a little dream of me, mommy!”

She measured slightly small for 16w, but still on track. The placenta is apparently in front, so I can’t feel LO moving yet.

The relentless m/s has loosened its grip slightly and I’m starting to believe that I’m going to be rid of it again one day. (Hopefully before my boss starts thinking of firing me.) My dad said that my mom was terribly sick for ‘very long’ when she expected me. So guess I had it coming, hey?

Fortunately my DH has been incredibly supportive and loving and automatically took over most household tasks. I’ve been a bit quiet on the forum, since I’ve been spending lots of quality time lying in front of my fan and hoping to feel better. (New gynae said to try Gaviscon. Alas, I found it to be no miracle cure for m/s..).

I still wear my ‘normal’ clothes, but just bought the coolest pair of below knee-length, maternity jeans. Can’t wait to start wearing it!

Is the 13 week scan awesome or what!? Our ‘babaliefie’ was dancing around looking way cute.

It looks like a girl, but it’s too early to be sure. It would be the first granddaughter for both grannies (only grandsons so far), so the possibility will certainly generate excitement..

The Down’s risk calculated to only 1/3000 (out of 85% of 1/200 for my age – if I understand all correctly). So I think I’ll skip the amnio despite being over 35. I wouldn’t choose to terminate in any case. Hope that sounds levelheaded.

Must say, I had a rough week and I feel beaten by the m/s. I e-mailed my FS just now to ask about Vomiphene. I think I’ve lost about 2 kilo’s recently, barely did any work this week and lately had way too many intimate moments with the porcelain in the bathroom. It’s weeks since I’ve had more than 5 hours of sleep at night – terribly nauseous at night too. And I expected things to get better this week!

I’ve decided to stay on ADs for the recommended 6 month period (till end Feb), which makes me reluctant to take more meds and possibly becoming a study in multiple drug interactions.. although I know it should be safe. Sigh.

My rickety, loose hips are holding out OK at the moment, which is a huge relief. Pilates classes are doing wonders! I also bought an SI support belt which is great for when I need to walk ‘a lot’, e.g. go shopping.

Most important thing is that baby is happy and healthy! We’re so grateful.

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