Thank you for visiting our page. We have created this page not only to update are family and friends but also to create AWARENESS about Cooper's diagnosis. In creating awareness, we hope to increase the amount of prayers for Baby Cooper. Please continue to pray and have HOPE with us. Miracles happen everyday. With God, all things are possible.
My pregnancy started out like any other pregnancy. We wanted a baby, tried a few months, and became pregnant in June 2010. Before I took a pregnancy test, I just knew I was pregnant. On July 16th, I decided to take a test...and it was positive. The feeling you have right after finding out another life is growing inside of you, is something I will never be able to describe. At that moment, I became someone's mother.
We decided not to share our news at first. We wanted to make sure everything was perfect before we told the world. I was busting at the seams with excitement to let everyone know. At 6 weeks, the morning sickness hit and it hit hard. I was sick all day, everyday, throwing up atleast a few times a day. Its hard to keep a secret through that but we did for a few weeks. Then, in August, we had our early ultrasound. I was 8 weeks along and everything looked wonderful. The baby's heartbeat was 175 BPM. We were so excited. We immediately started to tell everyone. The next few doctors appointments came and went and everything was still on track. Hearing your baby's heartbeat is amazing. Another feeling I will never be able to describe.
Im so impatient. I wanted to find out as soon as possible if we were having a boy or girl. My husband, Brandon, was in no hurry and would be content waiting until our 20 week scan. We had an elective gender scan on October 15th at 17 weeks, 2 days before our 1 year wedding anniversary. I dreamed we were having a little boy, so when I saw his "boy parts" on the screen it was no surprise to me! You couldnt wipe the smile off Brandon's face. He was glowing. We sat and watched our little BOY, Cooper Thomas, kick his legs and move around. We listened to his perfect heartbeat. This was one of the happiest moments in my life.
Our next doctor's appointment was 3 weeks away. At this appointment, we were having our anatomy scan. I was so excited to see our little boy again. The week of our appointment came and I was having some anxiety. I was feeling nervous and praying everything would be perfect. November 5th came. I went to work and left around 2:15 for our appointment.
Brandon and I sat down in the ultrasound room. The technician told us she would look for the gender first and if she couldnt see it, she would move on with the rest of the scan and check for the gender again when she was done. We didnt tell her we already knew the gender. The ultrasound began and the first thing she said was "Its a boy!". There my baby was kicking around on the ultrasound screen. We heard his heartbeat and it sounded perfect. The tech took some more measurements, then asked me to go empty my bladder. She told us she would be right back. I went to the bathroom and then went back to the ultrasound room. The technician was gone a long time. I started to worry. I told Brandon I thought something was wrong. I teared up a little and he told me everything was fine. He reassured me we saw Cooper moving and heard his heartbeat. The tech came back in the room and handed Brandon a few pictures, I was feeling a little better. She said she was going to take a few more measurements then someone knocked on the door. The nurse at the door told the technician the midwife needed her immediately, she grabbed MY file and told us she would be back. My heart sank. I told Brandon I knew something was wrong. She grabbed MY FILE. When the technician returned, the midwife came in the room behind her.
Cerebellum. The cerebellum is the part of the brain that controls movement, located in the back of the head. This word changed my life forever. The midwife informed us they could not find Cooper's cerebellum and would be sending us to see a specialist the following Monday. What a weekend of horror we are were going to have. As soon as we bagan sharing the possibility of a problem, prayers were being said. I truely believed these prayers are what allowed my husband and myself to make it through the weekend.
Monday morning came and it was time for our appointment. We both had faith everything was going to be fine. I prayed the whole way to our appointment for the strength to deal with what we were handed, whatever it might be. We waited in the hospital lobby for a while because we arrived very early for our appointment. I felt like I was starting to lose it. I felt like I was going to have a panic attack. My husband told me I had to be STRONG for Cooper. I pulled it together.
We went up for our appointment and very quickly got called into the ultrasound room. The tech scanned Cooper's head first and told us she saw something abnormal. She continued to scan and told us everything else looked fine. The doctor came in and said "This looks a little worse than we first anticipated." My heart sank. Our baby boy was diagnosed with a birth defect called an Encephalocele. And my life was changed forever.(more about encephalocele 11/09/10 journal entry)