Always something. . .

So yesterday I had the big scan that happens at 20 weeks. There was a cool flat screen tv that allowed us to see everything as the technician was playing around. At first things were fun and exciting even if the technician had NO sense of humor and a limited bedside manner. But then things took a turn for the not so fun. She told me she was done but to wait a little bit. So Mr. T returned to work and I spent the next hour with two people trying to figure out how the machine worked and how to get the baby to move so they could see the spinal cord better and make sure that the heart looked ok. The baby, consistent as always refused to move for them. Then the technician questioned my duedate and said she thought it was 2 weeks later b/c the baby seems small. I was starving because this whole appointment took way longer than i had imagianed and was getting really sick of people poking my stomach and not explaining shit to me about what was wrong or what they were looking for. Finally they said I should come back in 2 weeks to see if the baby is any bigger and so they can try to look at the spinal cord again.
Today I get a call from my midwife who asked why I left before the doctor talked to me, when no one told me to wait for the doctor.

Apparently the umbilical cord is missing a vein. This happens in 1% of pregnancies and can mean some really horrible things or can just mean that the baby will be small and possibly early but otherwise fine. So now we have an appointment with the doctor tomorrow to talk about what this all means, how serious it is, and whether we can still do a homebirth or if i will now be high risk.

I am trying to stay calm. It sounds like there's a 50% chance of things being fine and then a good chance of their being serious complications. The baby's heartrate is still nice and high, 155 and the legs and arms were squirming like crazy during the whole ordeal. All the body parts seem to be in the right spots, although the tech's communication skills were so low that I am not positive.

As my friend who recently had a homebirth said, the web is not your friend. So I am getting off the web before I read one more tragic story associated with this.