Well, I had to ask…
We had a wonderful visit with the Doc today: the kids have great heart rate accelerations and variability, plenty of amniotic fluid, and they are practicing ‘breathing’ really regularly. And The Mom is a picture of health: gaining just the right amount of weight and with perfect blood pressure and without a hint of pre-eclampsia.
So I went and did it. I opened my mouth and made these words come out: “If things continue as they have, what are your thoughts about setting a date for the C-section?”
The short answer:
On the Ninth of May,
In the Year of Our Lord,
Two Thousand and Six.
Now, we may likely need to make an unscheduled delivery at some point before then, but we both shook and cried a little to see this date on the calendar. To think of the many years of hope and expectation and prayer that will be fulfilled on this day. And to think of the many more years of joy and work and prayer ahead of us. Hope and fear, reluctance and excitement, and a host of other emotions are right in front of us.
We — and all of our medical team– are simply astounded to have made it this far, and are deeply grateful for the prayers and help and kindness of so many who are both near and far, but who are all closer than our hearts. So we move forward (somewhat) secure in the knowledge that we are not alone.