I completely brain failed to post here last week after my ultrasound. It was in a matter of words the ultrasound from hell. The receptionist was rude the sonographer was rude the radiologist was rude. First off I've been there before and my SO and Daughter came in with me, this time they don't let my Mom and daughter in, okay whatever, so after about an hour she gets the radiologist who tells me I am "too big" for an accurate ultrasound... I call bull shit, tell her I was 30lbs heavier with my first had 3 ultrasounds and have had one already a month ago where my weight has never been brought up as an issue, she back peddles, the baby just wouldn't move, they needed more measurements and I didn't get the maternal serum...wtf, well it would make HER feel better if I did. Funny I thought these things were to make me feel better? So I say no, well it's the last day and she really thinks I should. Back and forth for a while. Finally I say 'Fine I'll take the fucking test if I don't have to fucking hear about it again.' They book another scan for the 4th to get more measurements. Ack most frustrating day ever. Even more so because they won't tell me what I'm having and I have to tell the whole story 100 times to everyone waiting to hear.
So yesterday morning I get up early, it's Aislyn's 1st birthday so I have cleaning to do and I want to have the stuff for supper ready to just turn on when it's time. I want to spend the day playing with my baby girl. I'm just finishing up around 9:30, I can hear her waking up I've got toast on for her, Jason is getting up and getting her I'm putting on coffee and the phone rings, it's my OB. I start to worry, so he asks when I got the maternal serum done (last he'd seen me I wasn't doing it), I explain the situation from last week to him, he had no idea they'd set up another ultrasound for me, he said he had all the measurements and everything looked good BUT my maternal serum came back with a 1 in 200 chance of Downs. Explains it's really nothing to worry about I just get a level 2 scan done on a different floor. 'Fetal assessment on the 7th floor?" I ask hope in my voice (I know they'll tell me what I'm having). He tells me yes that it's the next day.
Cut to today, my mother and I go to the ultrasound (hubby had to work since it was short notice). While I did have to wait a bit to get in it's a hospital and emergencies happen, not going to bitch. The nicest staff I've ever met explain the way downs risk works (which I'd known but it was great for my mom who is pretty confused at all the different tests). I get in and they start looking at my file. Come to find out even if I hadn't done the maternal serum I would of been sent up here anyway, they'd flagged my results last time... okay. So she does the measurements, gets most of what she needed, but baby won't move for her to get the last shot of the heart. She gets the doctor who finishes the scan. As he's getting ready to get the last couple measurements he looks at me chart and asks if I knew why the first floor had flagged my ultrasound before I'd had my scan. Nope. Funny he says, because nothing they had would indicate everything and they were just missing a few measurements, he said if it were him he wouldn't of even bothered mentioning the blood test to me again. So he finished (after about 15-20mins on trying to get one measurement lol stubborn baby).
Anyway in the end I'm glad I did it, nothing is wrong with my baby and had I not I wouldn't have gone to fetal assessment where we found out we're having another girl! I knew before he told me, she gave a good shot of the goods and I thought to myself, yup another girl, then he said "do you want to know" and confirmed. So yay Lyra Ruth welcome to the family!