When we arrived at hospital our first blissful hour and a half with Emily came to a rather sudden end after her examination by the paediatrician. The midwife had mentioned a concern about the orientation of her eyes but the paediatrican seemed far more concerned about her heart. After some beating around the bush eventually a registrar explained to us that Emily was very likely to have Down Syndrome and one of the complications of this could include severe heart defects. So from blissful joy to a one hour echocardiagram and ECG with a six hour old baby lots of tears and lots of hugs and all the while Emily was with us and we thankfully both knew that we had fallen for her hook line and sinker.
The following two days were pretty dire waiting for confirmation of the inevitable and also being faced with a seemingly endless list of problems Emily could have and a host of medical professionals that seemed to want to do nothing other than find one. I couldn't wait to get home (that is the biggest understatement ever) and Jim was my rock and sat with me most of the two long nights i was in while we listen to Embles gurgle and squeak watch her latch onto feed beautifully and then watched her eyes close as she drifted off to sleep.
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