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Choosing Love Over Fear During Pregnancy

  • Writer: Tara Obner
    Tara Obner
  • Sep 24
  • 5 min read
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As lesbians, our path to pregnancy was marked by hope, determination, and many months spent meticulously planning and attending medical appointments. We devoted time to researching fertility clinics and consulting specialists, each phase demanding patience and resilience. The journey involved hormone treatments, insemination procedures, and navigating the emotional fluctuations that accompanied every visit. Despite the obstacles, our steadfast dedication to starting a family sustained us through moments of uncertainty and eager anticipation. At last, the joyful confirmation arrived with two pink lines – a beautiful sign that our dream was unfolding. This experience not only strengthened our bond as partners but also deepened our gratitude for the love and strength that guided us toward welcoming new life.


During a routine ultrasound at three months, the technician carefully examined our developing baby and noticed that the head measured larger than typical for the stage of pregnancy. This observation immediately raised concerns, and the technician thoughtfully alerted us to the potential risk of Down syndrome. Receiving this information was both startling and overwhelming, as it signaled possible challenges that would necessitate further testing and careful reflection. The technician clarified that a larger head measurement alone does not confirm a diagnosis, but it is a significant indicator that calls for more comprehensive screening and diagnostic assessments. This moment marked the beginning of a journey filled with emotions, medical consultations, and a quest for certainty about our baby's health and future.


At our next prenatal visit, Dr. Jones suggested that we consider amniocentesis to obtain clear and detailed information about our baby’s genetic makeup and overall health. Although we recognized the potential advantages of this diagnostic procedure, we ultimately chose to decline it because of the associated risks. The amniocentesis process, which entails withdrawing a small sample of amniotic fluid by inserting a needle into the uterus, poses a slight but meaningful chance of miscarriage, infection, and other complications. Knowing that we would joyfully accept our child regardless of the test results, we believed that the possible dangers outweighed the benefits in our situation. Therefore, we decided to rely on less invasive monitoring techniques for the remainder of the pregnancy, placing trust in our healthcare providers and dedicating ourselves to fostering a nurturing environment conducive to our baby’s healthy growth.


To obtain more precise insights into the baby's health and growth, Dr. Jones arranged for a nuchal translucency (NT) ultrasound along with an extensive blood panel. The NT ultrasound is a distinct type of imaging that assesses the clear area at the rear of the fetus's neck, a measurement that can reveal important indications of the likelihood of chromosomal disorders such as Down syndrome. In addition to this, the blood analysis would evaluate particular proteins and hormones in Ericka’s blood to enhance the accuracy of the risk evaluation. These two non-invasive procedures combined would allow Dr. Jones to detect any potential issues and determine the most appropriate care strategy going forward.


When we arrived for the NT ultrasound, I was immediately engulfed by a surge of anxiety and fear, emotions so strong they distracted me from the present moment. Deep inside, I felt a sharp sense of guilt for fearing the chance of Down syndrome – after all, how could I be frightened of something so closely tied to the child we had long hoped for? Nevertheless, the uncertainty was daunting, and the idea of complications stirred both worry and anxiety. Standing beside Ericka in the sterile clinic room, watching the ultrasound screen come to life, my feelings became overwhelming. In that fragile instant, I faced not only the unknowns of pregnancy but also my own intricate emotions, realizing that love and fear can simultaneously exist in ways I had never expected.


Fortunately, the technician’s friendly and reassuring demeaner made us feel comfortable throughout the ultrasound. As she recorded each measurement, she communicated the findings with positivity and clarity, patiently detailing every aspect and emphasizing the healthy indicators she detected. Her calm and compassionate manner turned our worries into optimism. Demonstrating both expertise and kindness, she ensured we understood that, up to that point, all appeared well, which greatly eased our anxiety. This empathetic and professional exchange provided us with a sense of encouragement and genuine care during this significant stage of our pregnancy.


On that Sunday, we visited a new church to offer prayers for our unborn baby. I was still anxious about the possibility of Down syndrome, uncertain if I could manage the demands of raising a child with special needs. Our time at First Central Congregational Church left a deep impression on me, largely because of the warm reception given by Grant, a vibrant five-year-old boy with Down Syndrome. From the instant we entered the church, his radiant smile and sincere kindness created a welcoming atmosphere, making us feel instantly comfortable. Although young, Grant appeared to have a remarkable talent for spreading happiness and acceptance, effortlessly connecting strangers through his infectious smile and warm greetings. Observing him engage with the congregation – giving high-fives, shaking hands, and sharing unrestrained joy – reminded me of what community truly means: unconditional love and belonging. That day, we not only found a new place to worship but also experienced how a child like Grant can inspire everyone present to open their hearts more widely, leaving us with a lasting sense of hope, inclusion, and the profound impact of a sincere welcome.


Seated peacefully amidst the quietude of the church, my gaze drifted across the empty pews until it settled on Grant, whose innocent expression embodied hope and love. In that instant, a deep understanding overcame me – the true blessing of being a parent is not found in achieving perfection, but rather in the very miracle of life. Regardless of whether a child is born with Down syndrome or faces other challenges, the heart remains impartial; every child brings unique joy and meaning to a family. I came to realize that unconditional love surpasses any label or diagnosis, and welcoming a child despite their differences is among the most courageous and beautiful demonstrations of faith and grace. This serene insight filled me with profound gratitude, strengthening my conviction that parenthood is less about expectations and more about embracing a child wholeheartedly.


Throughout the remainder of Ericka’s pregnancy, I deliberately focused on staying calm and providing steadfast support, understanding how crucial a peaceful and positive atmosphere is for both mother and child. Together, we attended prenatal visits and prepared the nursery, experiencing months rich with quiet anticipation and joyful readiness. Then, on that memorable day, April 22, 2004, our fears and hopes converged with the arrival of our healthy baby, Joannis. The moment I held him was a powerful blend of relief, love, and awe – an unforgettable moment that marked the beginning of a new and thrilling chapter in our lives. All the previous stress seemed to dissolve as we admired Joannis’s round face and head full of hair, profoundly thankful for this extraordinary blessing.


As Joannis grew, every smile and milestone reaffirmed the profound lesson we had learned long before his birth: that love transforms fear into strength, and uncertainty into hope. Our journey through apprehension and prayer had prepared us not just to welcome a child, but to embrace the beautiful unpredictability of life itself. With each passing day, our family was woven tighter by joy, resilience, and the unwavering bond of unconditional love – proof that the true measure of parenthood lies not in perfect outcomes, but in the wholehearted commitment to cherish and nurture a life no matter what challenges may come.

 
 
 

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