At my 19 week scan the sonographer had to spend a lot of time looking at my baby's heart. She had by then told me that I was expecting a beautiful little girl and I was over the moon! I already had a girl and a boy and was so excited that my DS had the dubious dual honours of middle child and only boy - something to make him feel special
I was called back for a repeat scan a few days later and was told that all seemed fine.
4 weeks later (friday afternoon), I got a phone call from my obstetrician telling me that I had an appointment at Westmead Childrens with a paediatric cardiologist on the monday afternoon and I really had no choice but to go as it was the latest in my pregnancy they could do an echo. I was puzzled as to why it was so urgent, but found a way to get there anyway.
The echo was performed and a vrey solemn cardiologist gave us the news that our baby had several severe congenital heart defects that would require at least 3 open heart surgeries within the first 3 years of life. Our attitude was, well ... we will face whatever we have to face for our little girl to become well. I later found out that the urgency regarding the appointment was that it was the last day that they could have offered and performed a pregnancy termination. In his letter to my obstetrician, he stated that we obviously wanted to fight for our baby, so it was never offered (thankfully - it wouldn't have been an option for me and would probably have only suceeded in upsetting me at the time).
My pregnancy proceeded incredibly smoothly. I had gestational diabetes and had been on insulin from 9 weeks pregnant and was working with an amazing endocrinologist to keep it under control. We suceeded in keeping my blood sugars pretty stable and my health and feeling of wellness was pretty impressive for an older Mum.
At 39 weeks, I travelled to Westmead Public hospital to give birth to Ruby by elective c-section. My blood pressure skyrocketed the night before and they threatened to admit me for the night, but I managed to talk them out of it ...