Unless someone like you cares a whole awful lot, it's not going to get better... it's not.
– Dr. Seuss
I tried to explain that everyone can make a difference in the world... no matter how small. That if something is important to you, it is probably important to a lot of other people, too. So here I am, beginning a blog... a story... about our son, Eli. Hopefully, we can share our experience, our worries, our research and help even just one other family with a child like Eli. But mostly, I'm doing this for Eli so he can someday learn about how it all began.
Since his health– anyone's health– is such a personal thing, I will attempt to keep identifying details private while sharing the true journey as best as I can.
Baby Brother on the Way!
Like my previous two pregnancies, this one was hard on me. I love the idea of being pregnant, but my body isn't very good at it. I don't struggle with severe symptoms, but it's enough to make me grumble. I had the usual heartburn, a little nausea, backaches, blah, blah... I even had a sinus infection that landed me in the ER in my first trimester. But it was my pinched nerve/sciatica/tilted pelvis thing that drove me crazy! By my 5th month, I couldn't walk or stand without my left thigh going numb. By my 8th month, I was ready to cut my leg off! Anyway, my pregnancy felt like my others had. My normal. I had no idea that the cells working inside me weren't quite doing their job perfectly.
At my standard 20 week ultrasound, we found out we were expecting a boy!