At 12:15 p.m. on May 7, 2014 the newest addition was born into our family - Russell Thomas Small. My perfect little boy was 7 pounds, 9 ounces and 19 inches long. Travis and our friend Kit was the first to hear the name. Both sets of grandparents met him a short time later. After while, it was just Grandma Small, Granddad Small, Matt, myself and Russell. His doctor, Dr. Jennings, came in for the initial exam. She asked the Grandparents to leave so she could talk to us. She said there was a chance he had Down's Syndrome but they were sending for a test. We would find out in three days.
Matt and I had a few minutes alone to digest and talk about it but it seemed unreal. It wasn't a possibility. Matt told his parents and when my parents returned with Travis, I told them, forcing back tears. Then Becky and the kids came and I told her.
After we changed rooms and Matt and I were alone, I cried. It couldn't be, it wasn't possible. This wasn't what I planned.
The next day, Thursday, I thought about it but I was ok. Maybe I was in denial, maybe I was just handling the news better. Our perfect angel had a few other issues (low temperature and a little jaundice) but as we found out later, only the low temperature was related to the Down's.
Dr. Jennings said we could find out Friday about the test results. On Friday, we were sent home. Russell's temperature and jaundice were under control enough to go home.
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