Good Fortune

I was feeling a little disgruntled when I got home from work today. G knows if I'm in such a mood that he's on his own for dinner, so he opted to take me on a mid-week date night. We went to Pei Wei and waited FOREVER to get our order, but in the end it was worth it to read this fortune from my cookie:
Three months from "this date" will be December 30th. Hmm...that's awfully close to JW's expected arrival. Could it be so? If so, I'll be thanking my lucky stars.

24 Weeks Will Do This to You

A girl who is 24 weeks pregnant... gets home from work to put her feet up. They are puffy from a long day...

of walking around in these:

UPDATE from previous post: I called Dr. L's office after a very long 24 hours of hysteria (which resulted in puffy eyes and a cold sore) and asked a series of questions related to my abnormal ultrasound results. It didn't help that Nurse Sid, right off the bat, says to me, "It's just a velementous cord insertion" as if there was nothing dangerous or delicate about the situation since this happens every day (all 1% of pregnancies, thank you). She assured me I have NOTHING to worry about. Dr. L (who is a well respected, high-risk pregnancy OB/GYN) has dealt with VCI many, many times. I am in good hands. My baby is healthy and I don't have any of the other potential coexisting conditions that can make the VCI that much more critical and dangerous to JW. I asked her if I could elect to have a C-section. The answer, "Not unless it's necessary." Lame. While Nurse Sid put my mind at ease, I am going to take my list of questions to my next appointment and get the same answers from Dr. L. For now, I will need to stop worrying about it and deal with this nasty cold sore.

Thank you all of you who sent your thoughts and prayers our way, either directly or in your heart. This news was tremendously difficult for me and it was comforting to feel supported. G and I are ok and JW is ok and can't wait to meet the little bugger.

I had my regular monthly appointment for the wee one today. Everything seemed normal until you hear the doctor say something like, "Your ultra sound presented an abnormality." Then everything turns to Charlie Brown talk, you know, whooa whaooa whaooa whaooaa whaooa. He told me I have what is known as velamentous insertion, which is where the umbilical cord is attached to the membranes of the placenta as opposed to the directly implanted. Dr. L was kind enough to draw me a little picture explaining the condition and told me it occurs in about 1 - 2% of preganancies. Awesome. How could I be so lucky? Other than this, all things look great. The position of the placenta is great, the baby is getting oxygen and nutrients and is growing normally, but that he needs to be careful during delivery to ensure the cord is not ruptured.

Now, at the time I had no idea what he was talking about and didn't know what questions to ask. The Dr. seemed confident that all was well and I didn't leave terribly worried. Than later today, because I have to know everything, I Googled velamentous insertion. Oh boy. Why did I do that? Now I'm a wreck. Don't Google it mom, I don't need you to be a wreck too. I have to have faith that Dr. L knows what he is doing. He is the best Dr. in town. I may give him a call tomorrow just so I can sleep at night, but, my friends, I am not going to lie - I am freaked out. Please keep JW in your prayers.