The next step in our adventure was to meet with a genetic specialist and counselor. Boise has the closest one, so we made an appointment. Basically we were going to get a better look at the baby, make sure everything else was normal, and meet with a counselor. I was pretty nervous to go. Even though I thought I had a pretty good handle on the situation, I still broke down occasionally, and found it was best just not to think of it if possible.
My parents could tell I was still uneasy, so my dad offered to give me another blessing. As he laid his hands on my head, he spoke the most comforting and reassuring words I have ever heard. All of the thoughts and fears I had been trying to beat down and silence on my own seemed to melt away instantaneously. It was like I was being wrapped up in a huge, warm blanket. I felt the most real and direct comfort from my Father in Heaven, and also I felt a strange peace from within- like my little guy was trying to nudge me and tell me that everything was going to be okay. Some of the distinct and most comforting words of the blessing reminded me that this baby chose me as a mother and that he and I were both prepared to handle this, and we would do it together. I also felt reassured that there would be overwhelming support from those around me, that they loved me and would help me through this. As the tears streamed down my face, so did all my worry and doubt. For the first time I felt the most complete peace and comfort. From that point on I have stopped questioning and worrying, and have instead embraced this challenge and seen the direct effect it has, and will continue to have on growing my testimony.
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