Motherhood and hope: what is the nature of their entwined relationship? When I first learned I was pregnant, I never anticipated how much cause I would have to ponder this question—and how my answer would shape me—after the birth of my daughter.
Fiona was born at 35 weeks following a pregnancy complicated by multiple uncertain and strange findings: polyhydramnios, a single umbilical artery, a possible atrial septal defect, and a stomach bubble seen on some studies but not others—all of these were part of her ultrasound collage. My husband, Peter, and I were told, “It could be something . . . or it could be nothing.”