MFM Love

I don't know if I've mentioned this before, but I think I'm secretly in love with my MFM doc. Which is odd. Cause . You know. I graduated with one of his 16 children. Some physicians are extremely knowledgeable and have the bed side manner of a stone. Others have the bedside manner of a saint and little knowledge to back it up. He is the perfect combination of the two. Very personable and honest. Extremely well read. His essence oozes knowledge and comfort.

I ended up calling the office this morning and explaining my addiction to Dr. Google and wondered if he could possibly call me back at the end of the day. He called at lunch and I asked a lot of questions about the enlarged renal pelvis and what that does to the odds that baby has Downs. He said that there were 1 or 2 studies that reported that it increased the risk, but several more that found no association at all. It's too late to do an amnio either way. He feels confident that the baby is fine. The renal pelvis is very minimally enlarged and there are no other markers anywhere. The baby is growing perfectly without any other abnormalities. In the end, we won't know for sure until he or the OB pulls the baby out { he offered to do my c-section if I want }. And I need to relax. Because. You know. Hypertension isn't great for the little bean with or without Downs.

I took the day off today and Monday. I think I'll even skip a couple of classes at the conference I'm going to this weekend with my best friend and spend a lot of time shopping at Pottery Barn Kids and other overly priced baby boutiques and take care of myself a little bit better.

I do remember a time when my life wasn't ruled by anxiety. Wonder if I'll ever meet that person again?