This week marks 32 weeks gestation for our 8th sweet boy. I saw the midwife on Monday who said he is head-down already. He had his hands and feet out towards my belly.
I also had a follow-up appointment with our sonographer who had noticed something at our 20 week ultrasound that needed double-checking. I had understood that it was a cyst on the placenta, but was told not to worry as these usually disappear and don’t cause any problems.
I admit that I did worry a bit. But over the course of 11 weeks, waiting for the follow-up sonogram, I mostly prayed.
I prayed for the baby.
I prayed for the placenta.
I prayed that the cyst on the placenta would disappear. That it would be completely gone by the time we checked.
So Monday afternoon, I was excited to see how much our baby had grown and really hanging onto hope that all was well. As the sonographer began to look around, I immediately noticed that he was looking at the baby’s brain. At first I thought that maybe he was just looking at everything in general again, but he soon began to explain what he was checking.
I had been wrong all along. The ultrasound technician had noted a cyst – but not in our baby’s placenta. It was in his brain. My heart began to race as I felt myself start to panic. But before I could even do that, he gave me the good news. The somewhat common “cyst” that is sometimes seen in a developing baby’s brain that can warrant double-checking, had disappeared.
I breathed an audible sigh of relief and said aloud to him, “And all this time, I’ve been praying for the wrong thing!!!” And from the mouth of my sono tech, I heard these words:
“It doesn’t matter. God knows what we really need.”
Wow. Boy, does He ever!
Not only did the sonogram confirm that ANY cyst was gone, but it showed a healthy, thriving baby boy who has hair!
I’m so amazed at God’s faithfulness.
I’m so grateful that He does really know what we need.
I’m so blessed.
I’m so thankful!