January 2, 2008 my husband Barry and I bundled up and headed to Allegheny General Hospital in the north side of Pittsburgh for our first ultrasound appointment. The waiting room was not very crowded and we were taken back fairly quickly to meet our baby for the first time. Our ultrasound tech was very nice and patiently walk us through the first of what would become very many ultrasounds.
"Would you like to know the sex of the baby," she asked. The answer was yes, we were dying to know! Seconds later we had our answer, a boy. The first boy on my side of the family in quite some time. The ultrasound tech finished up and said the doctor would need to review her images before we could leave. "Ok, we said and I anxiously called my dad to tell him our news!"
Several long minutes later the doctor came in. His bedside manner was not the best. He was very serious and grimm looking. Barry tried to break the ice with him to no avail. He sat down and began taking more images of my belly. We sat silent, exchanging glances at each other while we waited for the doctor to be finished. Finally, he told me to clean my belly and sit up.
His words exactly, "I do not have good news for you." That was the beginning of our CDH journey.
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