I’ve been a bit quiet on here lately. We’ve had a pretty busy last few weeks and this is the first time I’ve been on the computer since early July.
During the school holidays we went for a road trip, seeing some parts of the state we haven’t seen yet. I had this planned, annual leave booked, etc way before we found out about all this and we decided it would be good to go as opposed to sitting around at home all school holidays. I’m glad we did, it was a well needed distraction. We were glad to stop living out of a car, so to speak, by the end though!
We went down south. After a couple of nights in Adelaide with some friends, we headed down to Kangaroo Island (where, on the ferry, we discovered A has inherited my tendency towards motion sickness, the poor thing) which is beautiful, particularly along the south coast and the Flinders Chase National Park in the west. Then we headed back to the mainland and went through Victor Harbour and south to Mount Gambier, which was one of the more beautiful surprises- you know how you go somewhere without high expectations of the place and are pleasantly surprised about how much you like it there? That’s what we thought about Mt Gambier.
Then we turned around and headed back up north, staying with another friend in the Barossa Valley. We didn’t get almost enough time there though so another trip there is more than likely on the cards.
The final day was a bit of a downer…my next appointment at the WCH…where they could tell us…absolutely nothing. The left kidney (the one that was huge) has grown to 7cm and the right one 4.2 cm. They could see small amounts of fluid in the bladder and stomach..but…amniotic fluid was even lower. Apparently at the scan before this one (at 21 weeks) the amniotic fluid index was 8 and this time it was 4. Normal should be between 10-20, so that is worrying. They also found a small pericardial effusion (fluid between the heart and sac surrounding the heart) which they said was too small to worry about. Okay…
And that was about it. Next visit scheduled for another 4 weeks….on the 14th August. They’re not interested in kidney size anymore, they know they’re big and covered with cysts. They’re more interested in how they’re functioning, ie. can they see fluid in the bladder/ stomach, how is the amniotic fluid level doing.
Then they made an appointment for us to see neonatology. Who were very lovely, but couldn’t tell us anything that we hadn’t already been told by someone else. Again, it was the range of outcomes- if this happens, we’ll do this and if that happens, we’ll do that.
In an ironic sort of twist, it feels like they’ve been able to see almost everything else on baby except the gender. I’ve had three scans since 20 weeks now. The first two baby had crossed their little legs tightly and they couldn’t see anything and last time the baby was so low that they couldn’t tell. Usually I would have been quite happy having a surprise, and I understand that the point of the scans is not to find out gender for us, but this time around given the circumstances it’d be really nice to know and help with bonding etc, especially for Mike. He really wanted to find out from the start and was a bit disappointed when we couldn’t find out at the first scan, especially as Miss A was more than happy to show off everything last time round (and not much has changed for little Miss Barebottom!) It would also be nice to start using one of the names we’ve picked out for baby, as, let’s face it, we might not get to use the name a lot after s/he is born. I’m leaning towards another girl, but it’s dangerous territory here as I don’t want to get too attached to the idea of having a baby of one gender. And I was completely wrong with A, who I was sure was a boy until 20 weeks, so I don’t really trust my instinct on baby gender.
So we picked up Miss A, who was the only person who had a good day. The creche at the WCH is a real blessing. A loves it. When I dropped her off in the morning they took her by the hand and off she went with them for a day of playing. She was pushing a doll’s pram when we picked her up and met us with happy shrieks.
And home we went. We got home on the Thursday night. We then moved house over the weekend. Yes, that’s right. We’d only moved in in March but the place got sold a few weeks later and we were told to find somewhere else. Fortunately we were blessed with a LOT of people helping us and were out and into the new place pretty quickly. It helps, too, when the new place is only three minutes drive from the old one. This proximity to things is something I could get used to about small town living. The new place is $50 more rent a week, but a lot nicer, a lot less maintenance, and…for me…the best bedroom for sleeping in between night shifts I think I’ve ever slept in. Dark and quiet…perfect! We were glad to find somewhere that would give us a five month lease July-December too, as our plans for next year are still up in the air and we don’t know if we’ll be here or somewhere else next year or even where that place will be.
That’s really the story of July for us. We only got the wireless internet back on yesterday, after several fights on the phone with Telstra, so this is the first time I’ve been able to sit down at the laptop since early July. I’ve been meaning to do a quick update via the 3G on my phone a couple of times, but it’s just so different to actually being able to sit down and write at the laptop.
I’m looking forward to getting back to my blog!