Blah. I am 50% okay and 50% freaking out, which I suppose is a good balance. I think it will be hard seeing the baby for the first time since the NT. I'm sortof living my life believing that everything will be just fine, but I have these moments of "oh God, what if it's something awful." At least we'll know, I guess.
This is pretty much the end of the line in terms of testing. We have 2 genetic tests still out at the lab (4-6 week turnaround time), but both are for things so rare that they're barely registering as a concern.
My doctor says at this point we have very little to worry about. The genetic counselors, on the other hand, are like even if all the tests come up fine it's probably something we just haven't thought of yet. Genetic counselors kindof suck.
In other news, I'm trying to teach Herbert to "kiss the baby." So far it only works if I have a treat on my stomach, but I think with a couple more days of practice we'll have it down.