At the appointment two days ago, the doctor seemed surprised that we were rejecting all pre-natal screening tests. You know, the ones that tell you whether the baby will have any diseases or ailments. It was a difficult decision because on the one hand, we'd love to have the all-clear and move further into this pregnancy without worries. On the other hand, what if there is a problem? Would we terminate? Of course not. So what would be gained by knowing? Well, we'd be able to prepare more for it, I suppose. But then, would it also detract from the excitement of the pregnancy? Would it add just a dose more of stress to a time that already promises to stretch our endurance and emotional fortitude?
In the end, we decided that we didn't want to know. Besides, those tests aren't completely accurate. The woman who sits next to me at work told me how she had those same tests done and was told her baby would have Down's Syndrome. Turns out, the child didn't, but you can imagine the undue stress the mother endured because of an inaccurate test.
And when it all comes down to it, Danielle and I both believe very strongly that this child is from God, defying the odds given to us by the fertility experts. And as Romans 8 says, "If God is for us, who can be against us?"