This is my first time at Feel Good Friday, and I love the idea! I'm going to commit to getting back to my blog (after all of my summer fun is over, as well as my self admitted addiction to bejewelled blitz on facebook - what can I say - I am type A, super competitive, and it's really facebook's fault for posting all of your friend's scores - I. Must. Beat. Everyone.)
My feel good post is about my daughter. My soon to be 4 year old daughter. Her birthday is on Saturday, and the day she was born will be etched in my memory forever. Every little detail.
You see, she isn't really even supposed to be here. A series of events occurred that, in many opinions, created and saved her little, fragile, perfect life. First of all, she was an IVF baby. She was conceived after 1 failed fresh IVF cycle and 3 frozen cycles. On our second (and last) crack at IVF, we finally got our BFP. We were thrilled (and a little stunned, as I had finally, after 9 years, accepted that we might not be able to have a child).
At my 18 week ultrasound, her measurements were small, and because we knew the exact date of conception, they were concerned. I was monitored closely, and had an u/s once every few weeks to measure growth. I had placenta previa, which was preventing her from getting the nutrients she needed to grow properly. As time went on, her growth got to be less and less.
Finally, when I was 7 months, the u/s alarmed everyone enough to send me to the next big city to have her. That is where I met the doctor that saved my girl's life. This doctor monitored me so closely, I think I could run an u/s machine on my own by now. She kept my daughter inside of me for more than a month after that, and even though she was only 2.5 lbs. when she was born, it would have been devastating had she been born before that.
The morning my daughter was born, I was sent for yet another u/s. It was at this appointment (and definitely kept from me) that the cord was wrapped around her neck twice. The radiologist ordered me to the hospital immediately for a c/s (but not before calling my hubby off of the golf course while he was having the round of his life). Right before they gave me the spinal, they did another u/s, later I found out it was to make sure my baby was still alive.
The next 6 weeks were spent in the NICU, watching her get big enough to come home, with no real ill effects.
Even though it wasn't the ideal pregnancy, so many things happened at the right times, with the right people to allow us to not only meet our daughter, but to watch a perfectly healthy, vibrant, bright tiny newborn grow into our wonderful 4 year old.
That is what makes my Friday so Feel Good!
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