This was supposed to be one of the happiest days of our lives. We were going to find out if the little baby in my belly was a boy or girl. I was 20 weeks pregnant. We made big plans, the appointment was in the afternoon and Ajit was going to get Avy (my three year old) and my mom and pick me up. I had a surprise gift at the office for Avy, because once we finished the appointment I was going to take him and show the place mommy was spending all her time. But then sometimes life has way different plans.
The ultrasound itself was good, we saw the baby moving and kicking, putting his fists on his face and heard the precious heartbeat. Avy was interested initially but then it became too long and he just wanted his mommy back. I did not think anything about the unusually long ultrasound and we went to wait for the Doctor.
It hours about 45 minutes the nurse called people who had come after us and it gave me a bad feeling. Then it happened, we were called inside and the Doctor walks in and says “Please sit down” to Ajit. Then ne narrates everything and it is all a blur.
He says my perfect little boy has something called ‘congenital Diaphragmatic Hernia’ (see this link gives detailed information) which has caused his stomach to move into his left lung cavity .This will cause an danger to the lung growth and can be fatal many times. He then said I need to see the high risk specialist and a genetic counselor on Monday. He also says that it is a very serious issue and that he is very sad. He then stepped out of the room to make these appointments for us and Ajit & I broke down.
After everything we faced in 2011- I survived bladder cancer- this was supposed to be our good year. Everything seemed so heavy. We walked out and told Avy that my office was closed and that we could go another time and all of us just left home. Heavy hearted does not begin to describe the unbearable pain and fear we were in.