Yesterday, we had the 2-week check-up for #6. Well, he was 17 days old, so he was a bit older than 2 weeks.
He is up to 7lbs 10oz. Gained a pound in 2 weeks. That is way more than he “needed” to gain. They would have been happy if he had just regained his birth weight. He beat that by 11oz. Guess all that eating and sleeping he is doing is working. While it is good he is growing, part of me wants my tiny guy to be tiny forever.
We also got confirmation of the genetic/chromosomal abnormality that we received 12 weeks into the pregnancy. While it was the expected outcome, I think there was still a small part of me that was hopeful the initial test was wrong (we had a 10% chance). I mean we found his second kidney, right?! That’s life though! Sometimes, we don’t get the outcomes we want. However, we have a beautiful and healthy baby boy. I can’t ask for anything else. We are truly blessed. This is just something he will know his whole life, so hopefully, when the reality of it comes in his adulthood, it won’t be a surprise.
The diagnosis is nothing we have to deal with now. When he is a teenager, we *may* have to do something – we’ll see. It will mainly affect him as an adult. It is still weird to have known something that will affect him so far into the future, while I was still pregnant with him. Our doctor actually says he has 2 other patients with this diagnosis and they lead perfectly normal lives.
One cool thing from the genetic testing is that we got a copy of what all his Chromosomes look like! We have a paper with pictures of each of his chromosomes. It is pretty cool!! He’s the only one of us that can actually look at what his chromosomes look like!
Genetic testing is expensive. This test cost our insurance $3200. The first test was 3k. Dang! It’s not cheap!
Now just regular well-child checks and then we have to have an ultrasound for his kidney in a few months and then eventually see a pediatric urologist… but that is all a few months down the road. Well, and ultrasounds on that kidney every year too…. Eventually, (in teenage years), he will need an endocrinologist. Guess, we need to be sure we always have good insurance for this kid!
In 1976 I was a student at Ohio State University. Like all freshmen you went to the dental clinic because they dispensed the good drugs. After the exam, I was told that I needed to have my wisdom teeth pulled. I asked why and was told that it was because I might have a problem in the future. In rather colorful language I said I’d rather deal with any problems if they arose. I’ll be 62 in December. I have all 4 wisdom teeth, and have never had a problem. Here’s to no future problems for him too!
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