Tormenting 1 Month... But A Happy Ending...

The past 3 weeks had been 1 of the top 10 worst time of my life.

Exactly 3 weeks ago, my sister, S, went for her routined pregnancy check-up. A scan is supposed to be done on that day to determine the gender of the baby. All of us were really excited and anticipating cos after 5 months, we can finally know if the baby is a 'He' or a 'She'. When we received the call from my sister, it was not to be so. The doctor had given her not so good news. It seems that the baby is not absorbing enough nutrients and the fluid where the baby stays in is not enough. Given the worst scenario, the baby might be prematured and to a certain extent, the baby will not be able to survive. It was a very tramatic news for us. Another scan was scheduled a week later to find out more.

Last week, my sister went for another scan and this time, a worse news was told to us. The gynae's suggestion to my sister is to abort the baby. He told my sister the chances of the baby surviving through the whole prenancy is almost 0 and even if the the baby can survive through the pregnancy, he / she will be born with problems. Why is this happening? Why does my sister have to make such a decision now? The baby is kicking in her stomach, how do you expect her to make a decision? Even I, supposedly the stonger one, could not accept it. How can my sister, the mother of the baby, deal with this?

The logical mind said to abort the baby (as suggested by the gynae) so as to protect the baby from further harms when he / she is born. The sentimental mind will never be able to do that. After a lot of thorough thoughts, my sister and husband decided to let the baby go. It was a painful decision for them and everyone around them.

When they went back to the hospital last week supposedly to tell the gynae their decision on whether to abort or keep the baby, they requested for a final scan before they abort the baby. Miraculously (or the hospital's mistake, I do not know), the gynae said there is some changes in the baby. He said the baby has developed tremendously (over the weekend). We were, of course, very happy to hear the news but what came after the good news had us worried. The gynae did yet another scan later that week and discovered white spots on the intestines of the baby. What it means is that it might be a down syndrome baby. Once again, we are put through the ordeal of worries. More test were done to find out if it will be a down syndrome baby. We were to go through another weekends of worrying.

Everyone in the families (immediate and extended) were praying very hard for my sister and the baby. We do not want anything more except for the baby to be healthy. Today is the day that I believe everyone will remember forever... 11am was the appointment with the gynae to know the result of the test. Everyone was anxiously waiting... The call from my sister came at 11:45am. It is the best time of my life. The result is negative. The baby is normal and healthy. Everything is looking good and the baby is a BOY! He is my nephew. I am so proud of him. He must be very persistent in wanting to join our families, just as we are anxiously anticipating his arrival.

I do not want anything more than having my nephew joins us in 16 weeks time... : )

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