What Dreams Are Made Of
A year ago, I sat across from my husband in our local Starbucks and cried into my latte. I had finally mustered up the courage to approach a subject we’d been dancing around for months. I pushed across the table a list I had poured my heart into, titled “Should We Have a Third Baby?” On it were a list of pros and cons. The usual pros of course were the joy of it all, shopping for tiny baby clothes, another person to take care of us when we are old, one more time making and snuggling our own new baby, etc. The cons were the usual, could we afford another child, are we up for going through the lack of sleep again, and then a sore subject for us personally, what if the baby also had hip dysplasia?
According to the International Institute of Hip Dysplasia, if a sibling has hip dysplasia, there is a 6 percent chance (1 in 17) a subsequent child will also have the condition. That doesn’t sound like terrible odds, but then again our daughter who had DDH had absolutely no risk factors or reason why she should have it.
My husband smiled as he read through my list and he looked at me and said, “None of these cons concern me.” We talked at length about how were we to conceive another child, there would be no condition whether hip dysplasia or anything else that would cause us to not love and want that child, nor to regret our decision to try to get pregnant.
We ended our coffee date with a twinkle in our eyes as we decided to expand our family, come what may.
A year later, I sit here with our beautiful new 6 week old baby, Everly Harper. She has strawberry blonde hair, gorgeous light blue eyes, and is perfect in every way. She was born with built-in admirers, helpers, and entertainers with her big brother and sister.
On Friday we went to the Children’s Hospital to have an ultrasound of her hips to rule out hip dysplasia due to family history. We had to wait for results for a few days due to the holiday weekend, but yesterday I got a phone call from our orthopedist's office: “Everly’s hips are NORMAL.” !!! Tears filled my eyes as a weight was lifted off my shoulders. No Pavlik harness, spica cast, or rhino brace should have to be part of my second daughter’s new life. Her doctors still want to do an x-ray when she is 6 months to double check, but I am truly relieved and thankful.
The one year anniversary of that emotional Starbucks conversation is coming in just a week or so. I plan to bring Everly along to that same little table where we dreamt of her, grab an iced latte, and drink in this wild and precious life we call ours.
(Thanks to Clare Midock for our beautiful hospital photoshoot!)