Today is the day. I am 22 weeks. We finally get to see if our little bean is a boy or girl! We were so excited and couldn't wait to get back in the little room where they do the ultrasounds. The sonographer that works at my OB/GYN is wonderful and knew how excited we were to finally find out. So I lay down on the table and she gels me up and immediately we see this:
ITS A BOY!!!!!!
There he is... our Aiden Michael (we had names picked out as soon as we found out we were pregnant)
The sonagrapher tried for a few minutes to get a picture of his face. The little booger had his hands up in front of his face every time. Then, finally, a face flashes across the screen and my heart stops. The sonographer saw it too, but Aaron didn't catch it. She proceeds to print out pictures, wipe my belly off, and assist me off the table. We then head into my OB/GYN's office- which I am pretty sure most people don't do after they find out the sex of their baby.
I love my OB/GYN. I often work with him at the hospital and he has known my mother for years. I knew when I saw his face that what I thought I saw was for real. I immediately started bawling. He didn't have to say a word. But he did. He explained that from the pictures Aiden appeared to have a unilateral cleft lip and that usually that is completely isolated and he will not have any other issues associated with it, but he wants us to see a specialist to get more detailed pictures and to see if the palate is affected also. After a lot of tears we head out of his office. In the hallway we pass the sonographer who is awaiting us with a hug. She said she knew I had seen it on the screen, but that she couldn't say anything to me about it. She assured me it would all be ok.
This is what we saw:
Now what do we do? We just got incredible news that we are having a boy and at the same time find out our baby has a cleft lip. We didn't know if we should be excited or sad. After a lot of crying we decided that it was unfair to Aiden to be sad and not celebrate. There was nothing we could at this point. But in the back of my mind I still blamed myself. I was so sick during my pregnancy I relied heavily on Zofran and Phenergan- maybe they played a part in it. I couldn't keep anything down, including my prenatal vitamins- maybe it was caused by some sort of deficiency. Somehow, I was sure that I had caused it. Why else would this be happening to us?
We went on and announced it to the family and on FB just like we had planned. And I was reassured that it was not because of anything I did or didn't do.