For the past couple weeks, I've been mentally composing the post which would announce our expected twins.
Wait, wait.
That was increasingly becoming a more likely possibility, and when I went on Thursday to the doctor my midwife recommended, he, too, really thought he was going to see two babies on the ultrasound screen (and was, endearingly, rather excited about the prospect). But after looking around thoroughly, it turned out there was just one baby tucked away in there, growing well and looking just right to be due in early July. This was all great news, but still failed to explain why I had been growing rapidly and was measuring several centimeters over the expected measurement for my dates. Further probing revealed more fluid than should be there, so now I'm scheduled for level 3 ultrasound next week, to do a full biophysical profile of our little one. Apparently the high fluid volume could indicate a problem with the baby's kidneys (what's that? No, I can't be more gender specific, because I asked not to know. I'm feeling enormously proud of my self-control, and pleased with the frustrated expressions of my family members!). So while we're relieved to be expecting just one (oh, the sleepless nights! I didn't announce publicly that I was facing this possibility, but I'm telling you all now that my nerves were wound very tightly for a number of days), we're praying now for the complete health of our baby. Do join with us, and look for a great report on Tuesday!
