Dave and I had been hoping to get the amniocentesis results back before we went to New Jersey to tell Allie. Unfortunately, the calendar was telling us that if we waited that long, we wouldn’t be able to tell Allie until April, after the halfway point. We felt that was too long to wait (for her sake), and we scheduled a long weekend for March 19-22. We were hedging our bets against the results, we knew, but we decided it had to be done. Even so, it sure would be nice to hear the results a few days early, though we weren’t holding our breath.
On Thursday, March 18, I called the hospital to make sure they had my cell phone number so they could call while I was in New Jersey. Alas, their office was already closed for the day and would not re-open until Monday. Resigned to wait, I went to take a nap so I would be rested for the weekend. About an hour into the nap, my cell phone rang. It was the hospital.
Tech: “Hello, this is Sheena from St. Joseph Mercy. Is this Jennifer Watson?”
Jennifer: “Yes, this is.”
Tech: “We have your amniocentesis results back. Everything looks NORMAL!”
Jennifer: “Oh, thank you, thank you, thank you!”
Tech: “In fact, your baby doesn’t even show the transposed gene that Dave has. Do you want to know the gender?”
Jennifer: “Yes, it’s a boy, right?”
Tech: “Yes, we confirm that it is indeed a boy! Congratulations!”
Oh, HAPPY DAY! Such a relief, such a weight off my shoulders. Alexander is healthy! I immediately called Dave, who was in turn overjoyed. He told his parents as soon as he could, and I called my mother, father, and sister, who were all very happy to hear from me. I proceeded to pass the news along to those others who’ve been keeping the secret for us. Now we just need to tell Allie...and in two days, on Saturday, March 21, we will.
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