As most of you are aware, Luke and were expecting our first child in October 2010. My first pregnancy was going well with no complications until we went in for a routine 30 week sonogram and fluid had developed around Parker's lungs, heart and abdomen and he was not growing at the rate he should be. The Dr's told us that Parker had 0% chance of survival and he was born full term and went to Heaven shortly after he was born. Today he is a precious little Angel that I know looks down over us and I have beautiful pictures that were taken by an amazing organization, Now I Lay Me Down to Sleep to keep the memories of Parker alive.
We had genetic testing done to see if we could find out the cause, but the testing that we completed all came back negative and Parker's diagnosis was left unknown. The Dr's told us that this should never happen again in a furture pregnancy. So, a little over a year later, on December 8, 2011, I saw a little faint positive pink line on a pregnancy test and was ready to have hope again. I was monitored closely and had monthly sonograms to check the baby's progress and all they way up until our 27 week appointment on May 24th everything looked "perfect". But on May 24th, I knew something was wrong during the sonogram. The Dr. came in and quickly stated "there are concerns and I am sorry, but your child has no chance of survival". As scared and nervous as I was throughout this pregnancy, I really did not think that I would have to hear those excruciating words again. I was told to just go on with my normal routine and can complete further testing after the baby is born to possibly find out the cause. I felt hopeless and emotionally drained again, and prepared myself to have to say bye once again.
The evening of June 5th, Luke received a phone call from a friend who was also told that their baby had no chance of survival. He stated that him and his wife went to Denver to see this amazing group of Fetal Dr's to get a second opinion, and they were given hope. Luke's friend encouraged us to call this Dr. right away. I have to admit, I was hesitant at first, because I had already began processing having to say good-bye again, and with all the concerns reported about our little girl, I really didn't think that a Dr in Denver would be able to see me and could tell me a better outcome. But, I knew that it wouldn't hurt to call and at least see if we could get some better answers than having so many unknowns again about what could have caused this twice. I called at 4 p.m. on Wednesday and was told to fax my medical records over ASAP and just 2 hours later, I was told the Dr. wants me in Denver at 8 a.m. the next day. I was in complete shock and we packed our bags and were out the door in an hour. I had several appts over the next few days and on Monday, June 11th, I had one of the best fetal Dr's in the World tell me "Your little girl has a CHANCE and there is hope. Not a small sliver of hope, but HOPE." And so our journey to hope has begun.....