The Moment You Realize Something Isn't Right
On the surface, our anatomy scan went pretty normal. Our 22 month old daughter bounced from interest in the tv and the picture of her little brother to needing to burn off steam in the small 10x10 ultrasound room of the prenatal clinic. Logan, my husband, cracked jokes as he kept our daughter from getting into the hazardous waste bin. The ultrasound tech concluded her scan and encouraged us to sit tight while she fetched the OB. Ready to take our daughter to day care and start his morning at work, Logan mentioned that maybe it would be ok if he went on. I agreed- everything seemed fine- what else was the doctor going to say, except, "Everything looks great- congrats on your second child"? But, (and in these scenarios, there is always a but) when the ultrasound tech peeked in to check on us and discovered my husband had left, she went from calm to serious instantly. "You're going to want to call him and get him to come back." The gut wrenching sensation,...