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Nothing to do directly with yoga. I spent the day painting the baby’s room with my aunt. It’s gonna be so cute. Pink and beige, like the bedding with embroidered giraffes, lions and elephants I bought this week-end:
The peanut is starting to respond when I push on my belly: she pushes back. I was sitting on the couch with Dutchboy, about an hour ago, playing with the belly (she was making waves and reacting to my touch), when I realized how much I already love this little thing and my eyes filled with tears. What is it gonna be in 12 weeks when she’s out? I sooooooo can’t wait!!!
If I have to make this yoga-related: there will be a 3-day workshop working towards achieving Padmasana (something I’ve been able to do all my life, but I’m still interested in the stuff around it!) during the last week-end of August/first week-end of September. I’m due on September 22. Should I register?
I’m now at week 28 of my pregnancy — there’s 12 weeks left. Dutchboy woke up realizing that yesterday and started freaking out because it’s so little time, and we don’t know how to change a diaper and wrap a baby in a blanket. Panic time!
We had another sonogram this morning. We got confirmation that it’s a girl (last time, the technician said it was “probably” a girl), and she’s growing wonderfully. She won’t be a very big baby (with me being 5 feet tall — or short! — and weighing about 105 pounds before I got pregnant, I should hope so!), but she’ll be in the average. Everything’s great, and I’m happy. And of course now she’s jumping up and down in my belly, making me feel like there’s an almost-continuous earthquake.
Last week without Dutchboy was nothing like I expected. I ended up spending one night in the hospital for pregnancy-related problems (I was having the problems, not the baby). I will spare you the wonderful details, but I will say that I am fine and, although I prefer to do things as naturally as possible, I’m thankful they have almost harmless drugs for the kind of problem I had. So after the hospital stay, I spent a lot of time at my parents’, who took care of me.
Then came back home because the city was supposed to come here to turn off the water in the building from the outside (our shower has been broken for over 3 weeks now and they need the water to be turned off and they can’t do it from inside because the tap is too old). The city came, twice, but wasn’t able to turn it off, so they’re supposed to come back this week-end and dig around the tap-thingie… In short, we still don’t have a shower, I have to be at home as much as possible because we don’t know when they’ll come, and that sucks.
Also had a meeting with a lady who sells cloth diapers. She explained me everything and showed me all the different kinds of diapers available. I’ll definitely do the washable diaper thing. It’s so worth it. So much cheaper than disposable diapers, so much better for the environment, and so simple nowadays. We’re far from the diapers our grand-mothers used on our parents! Now it can be as fast and as easy as a disposable diaper. The only downside is the laundry, but with a baby, you’re gonna do a lot of laundry anyways, right? And then again, we have machines for that, we don’t do it by hand anymore!
In yoga-related news (yes, there are some!), I subbed an anti-stress class last Thursday night. I was afraid I’d be nervous like at the first class I taught in May, or like at my teacher training exam. But I wasn’t. 10 minutes before the beginning of class, I only had two students (a mother and her teenage daughter). I was a bit worried that no one else would show up. But at the last minute, 8 more people came. The class went really, really well. For the first time, I was able to give the “extra” instructions that I always wanted to give but was always too nervous to think of. For instance, in Supta Padangusthasana, I would mention the action of the leg on the floor, and the leg that’s raised, and how the breath should be, but that was it. I never remembered to mention to bring the attention to the hip of the leg that’s raised to make sure it’s level with the other one, or to mention where the toes of the raised foot pointed, or smaller details like that. So I was really satisfied with this class. At the end, people complimented me on my soothing voice, and were asking if I had been teaching for long, and saying that I was good, etc. I tried to remember what Nicole always says: take 50% of the compliments and 50% of the critics. But I was very happy and flattered. I hope I’ll get to sub a few more classes over the summer. Good practice, before I get too big and give birth and can’t repeat the experience for at least a couple of weeks (if not months).
My mom is coming to help paint the baby’s room this afternoon. She’s so sweet, I don’t know what I’d do without her. Also, I’m looking forward to her being here, because there’s a huge spider in a top corner of the bathroom and I know she’ll get rid of it for me. That’s what moms are for!!!
Oh, wait… I’ll be a mom in just 12 weeks… Does that mean I have to learn to get rid of spiders too? Even the really big ones???
This week-end marked the last week-end of our teacher training. I am now a certified yoga teacher, recognized by the Yoga Alliance (gotta send them my form and my payment)!
My last week-end was truly special. As you know (if you’ve been reading this blog!), the past few months have been difficult physically, and I haven’t been able to practice much. Last Friday afternoon, I had a first appointment with THE specialist of pregnancy acupuncture, who treatment me for my sciatica and other pregnancy-related problems. And then I had the best week-end ever in months! I was even more pain-free than after my new special sciatica yoga practice.
It was a good thing because, over the course of the week-end, I was going to attend 3 yoga classes (so that all the students could do their evaluation — regular students of the studio came in, but everyone in the training participated to all classes as well). Friday night, my practice was very solid. Same thing on Saturday morning (I did everything I didn’t teach).
On Sunday morning, but for reason, I felt very emotional. Hormones, last day of training, fatigue (we went out to an Indian restaurant the night before to celebrate and came home late… for yogis!), or a combination of all these things? I don’t know, but I was on the edge of tears. We did a wonderful meditation during which we visualized ourselves at 5 years old, ourselves at 15 years old, ourselves at 20 years old, and so, standing in line with ourselves right now and congratulating us, cheering for us. It was very powerful and a few tears came up.
Then the students started coming in to the reception area, so we opened the doors and turned on the music. It was Krishna Das. Krishnas Das always has this power of making me feel energized, strong. I did a few stretches on my mat, preparing for class. For the first time since I got pregnant, I think, just doing this, I felt “like before.” Like before putting my head lower than my stomach made me feel like I was going to throw up a little bit, like before my left started hurting so much that sometimes I could hardly do Uttanasana without shaking. It was just me, the real Julie, on my mat, with all the energy and the security I usually feel when I’m on it. I felt so good, I felt like I’d arrived.
It was amazing to feel like this on the last morning of my training, and I’m very grateful for it. I now have another option than communications/advertising when I go back to work after my maternity leave. And I know that this other option is the one that allows me to be the real me. My teacher already told me not to forget them whenever I would be ready to start teaching. And I am making plans to give private and corporate classes as well. A baby coming up, and eventually, a new career. I feel like it’s a brand new life beginning, a life in which I can have pretty much everything I really want and need (which isn’t that much). Sunday morning just showed me how very simple and good it was.
I went to a second acupuncture appointment yesterday, and I still feel amazingly good. I went to swim 20 laps this afternoon. It’s not that much (500 meters), but it had been almost a year since I last went swimming, and I was beat when I came out. It felt good though. Almost no pain in my leg, and I was a bit freed from the weight of the belly (and those boobs!) while I was underwater.
Tomorrow, I’m going to my second gestational diabetes test. Last week’s was inconclusive. Hopefully everything will be ok. Then, if the weather allows, I might go to the park for a yoga practice. A regular one, not one for sciatica. I’ve been feeling so strong these past few days, I’m dreaming of a sun saluation with jump backs, or Sirsasana. Of course, it’s not gonna happen : the belly won’t allow it. I’m not even able to walk back to the front of my mat from Adho Mukha Svanasana in one step — the belly gets in the way. I tried doing Sirsasana the other day. I’m not used to the additional weight, I can’t balance. But it doesn’t matter. I know yoga those sun salutations and Sirsasana will always be there for me, whenever I’m ready to reunite with them.
Teacher training homework of the month: celebrate for at least a whole month!!
Lying in bed at 5 a.m., unable to sleep, with Baby Audrey also awake, doing her workout, Dutchboy resting his hand on my belly to feel her move.
(And now Dutchboy will probably say something to ruin it, but oh well).
Gotta do my sciatica practice now. Pain kept me awake from 3 to 6 a.m. I can sleep with Audrey doing Chakrasana in my belly. But the pain is something else, because there is no comfortable position.
Ayurveda workshop with Michele Schulz this week-end.
I’ve talked about my pregnancy-related sciatica problems before. It started at the end of February, at the end of March it was unbearable, and I saw my physiotherapist about it at the beginning of April. A few days after my first appointment with her, not only was the pain keeping me awake at night, but I also started having, about 10 times a day, extremely painful shooting pains/cramps. Like leg contractions, or something. Very very painful. Physiotherapy didn’t help much although it gave me some tools to work with the pain.
Three weeks ago, my therapist said that she had done all she could do for me, and she sent me to see an osteopath colleague. I’ve always had my doubts about osteopathy, and a bit scared of it because it’s not regulated in Quebec. But since she was recommended by my physiotherapist, I went. The treatment lasted 40 minutes, mainly consisted of a deep massage of my buttock area and didn’t help me much. Half a day later, I was back to the “normal” pain.
But then, on Sunday morning, a week and a half ago, in my yoga training, my yoga teacher gave me the greatest present. She had planned a yin yoga practice for everyone since that’s what we were studying that day, but she told me she had a different practice for me and to place my mat next to her so she could guide me through it.
The practice consisted of the following:
- Supta padangustasana, feet against the wall, a sand bag on the leg that’s on the floor, twice on each side and holding at least 3 minutes every time.
- Supta padangustasana with lateral opening, feet resting on blocks, for at least 3 minutes.
- Trikonasana with a block, back against the wall, one minute on each side.
- Parsvakonasana with a block, back against the wall, one minute on each side.
- Ardha Chandrasana with a block, back against the wall, one minute on each side, resting in Virasana for one minute after each side.
- Supta Baddha Konasana, supports under the knees, for 8 minutes.
- Savasana for 10 minutes.
In the moments right after the practice, it didn’t feel like it had helped that much or like it was really gonna last. But at the end of that day, I was flying to the Netherlands to visit Dutchboy’s family, so I was going to have to spend the night on the plane, and then it would be another couple of hours before we could get some rest (we were having coffee with ex-colleagues of Dutchboy had the airport, then taking the train for two hours to get to his parents’ place). I was really dreading the whole travelling part, but it turned out that my pain was virtually gone — or that at least this was the best I had been feeling in at least two months. I had I think 3 very painful shooting pains in the following 24 hours, and for the first time in quite a few days, standing on my right leg wasn’t so painful. I was actually able to stand being in my own body, for once.
The effects of the practice lasted 4 days. I started having a lot of pain again on Thursday only. On Friday, I did the practice like I could, with the props that were at hand.
Now we’re back home. The past few days were busy with laundry, grocery shopping, and just recuperating from the jetlag (and being pregnant, I do everything much more slowly right now). Today, I did the complete practice with all the necessary props: I’m home, so now I have my mat, my strap, my blocks, my bolster, my eye pillow, and I used my 6-pound buckwheat hull nursing pillow (which I just received this morning!) as a sandbag.
I feel much better already, and I think the effects are gonna last. And if I do it every day like I’m planning to, I should be at the best of my shape (or the best that I can be in my present condition) shortly!
Isn’t it amazing how only yoga could do it? I mean, I’m not that surprised. Everyone who reads me know how convinced I am of yoga’s therapeutic effects. But since my problem is pregnancy-related AND structural (because of the scoliosis), I really needed an experienced teacher to create a routine for me. A normal practice for sciatica wasn’t enough. I didn’t even DARE ask my teacher to do it for me, and I am SO thankful that she offered it to me! Baby Audrey seems to really enjoy the practice too. She always moves around so much while I do it!
I cancelled my second osteopathy appointment. I realize I may have given it one or two more chances because I may take more than one treatment for it to be really effective, but it’s not worth the expense and the risk (she was making me do things that didn’t feel right with the pregnancy… I mean, I’m 6 months pregnant, and she was like “Can you lie on your belly?”… Uh… how about NO???). I’ll try the yoga practice first.
*drum roll*
Baby girl!!!
Beautiful echo, everything’s perfect (a little part of the kidneys — don’t know how it’s called in English — is a bit on the large side, but still normal, the doctor said not to worry), and we got our little girl!
Dutchboy has been obsessed with Audrey Hepburn lately and convinced me to call our daughter Audrey (if it was a girl). There have been signs everywhere, Audrey Hepburn pictures everywhere we’ve looked for the past few weeks, so we were pretty confident we were gonna have a little girl. And we were right! Her middle name will be Lauren. We both really like that name, for no specific reason. It wouldn’t work as a first name because we need something bilingual (Audrey works, but Lauren would have to be spelled Lorraine, and it sounds a lot older than Lauren). Audrey Lauren. Sounds very pretty, no?!
We’re very happy and excited!
And it’s been a long day and I’m tired. I’ll turn off the computer and the TV (yes, both are on right now!), go lie down in bed, read Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire (read it before, of course, but gotta prepare for a Harry Potter-busy month of July!) and feel baby Audrey move in my belly.
I’m not even apologizing for this absolutely non-yoga related post! (Well, at least it contains the word yoga… twice!)
I’m teaching my very first, complete, yoga class next Sunday.
So today, I sat down (or well, got on my mat) to think about and create a good sequence for a class that takes places at 9 a.m. on a Sunday morning and that usually welcomes a lot of first timers, as well as regulars. It’s a karma yoga class, teachers do it for free and students give a donation of their choice — a lot of people therefore seize this opportunity to try out yoga, which is great!
So… I decided to go with a theme accessible to all — the theme of spring, breath and prana. All through the practice, I want to remind people to go back to their breath, make them realize that the breath is not only in the abdomen, but also and most importantly in the back. I want them to realize that the breath supports them and gives them more energy — prana. Since it’s spring and our bodies are less kapha than they have been in the past few months, I also included a few sun salutations A and strong standing poses. But I was careful not to put too many of them, as this has to be a class accessible to beginners as well.
Ok, enough talking, here’s my sequence:
1- Meditation/centering – with observation of the breath
2- Chant OM
3- Abdominal breathing – on the back, knees bent (hands on the belly, the ribs, and the clavicles)
4- Double Apanasana
5- Supta Padangustasana – open leg on the side
6- Balasana – knees wide apart
7- Bidalasana x3 and balancing bidalasana
8- Adho Mukha Svanasana – bent knees and “walking”
9- Tadasana
10- Sun salutation A x2 (knees on the floor in chaturanga dandasana, cobra for everyone)
11- Samastiti in transition
12- Virabhadrasana II
13- Parsvakonasana – with bloc under the hand
14- Sun salutation to go down to the floor (walk hands between the feet after Adho Mukha to get into…)
15- Dandasana
16- Janusirsasana
17- Parivrtta Marichyasana (with variation for pregnant women if any)
18- Sukhasana or half-padmasana – hold elbows between back and rest forehead on block in front)
19- Unfold legs and unroll spine to get into…
20- Savasana – since it’s Mother’s Day, dedicate the benefits of practice to all mothers
21- Chants OM + Shanti + thank you’s
I haven’t done the whole practice at a regular pace yet, so I don’t know if it’s too little or too much for a 90-minute class. I’ve done the sequence quickly to make sure it wasn’t too much on the same articulations all the time and to be sure it flowed well, but we’ve been in renovation works all week-end (upstairs neighbour’s water heater broke down and emptied itself last week-end, and part of our ceiling collapsed). There’s dust all over the place and a worker walking around the house, so it’s not a good time to do a home practice. It should be done at the end of the day tomorrow. I’ll be able to try it once the place has been cleaned up (I hate this mess!).
So, regarding the practice, don’t hesitate to share your comments and suggestions if you have any! I’ve sent the sequence to my teachers and I’m waiting for their feedback.
On other news… Well the sciatica pain has been ever-present and almost unbearable in the past few days. I can’t stay in place, everything is uncomfortable, and standing up has never been so painful (hope it goes away for next Sunday!). Really not fun. Physical therapy appointment on Tuesday morning: I cannot wait.
Tomorrow, 20-week sonogram for Baby (or “Ba”, as we’ve been calling it since yesterday — we’re halfway, it’s half-baked, so it’s a “Ba”!). If Ba is cooperating, we’ll find out the sex tomorrow. However, Duchboy can’t come to the appointment with me because he started his new job last week, so I’ll have to ask the doctor to write it down and put it in an enveloppe so we can find out together at the end of the day. As with any appointment, I’m nervous beforehand. Can’t wait until it’s over and we know everything’s perfect. The little peanut has been moving so much in my belly in the last week or two, it’s so wonderful. I can’t wait for her (him?) to kick hard enough for Dutchboy to feel it.
Alright. It’s enough. Gotta turn off the computer. I’m not involved with the renovation works in any way, but just having someone around the house all day, and the mess it creates… Makes me tired. Obviously, taking a nap is impossible. Tonight, Dutchboy went to see The Killers, so I’ll enjoy the quiet evening alone at home and relax a bit.
More news tomorrow (don’t you want to know if it’s a boy or a girl???)!
The past few weeks have been difficult, physically. Baby is growing wonderfully inside my belly, but my scoliosis is coming back to haunt me.
The pregnant woman has an otherwise abnormally high amount of relaxine in her body, which allows her pelvic area to widen and make room for the baby. This sometimes causes back pain and sciatica problems. Considering my whole spine is fused from T1 to L4 and that the only mobile part of my lower back is the lombar region, it’s a very sensitive area. Last year, I have sacro-iliac problems. And since the end of February, sciatica has been slowly making its apparition.
It started with bum pain. My bum hurt, and I didn’t know how or why. It was as if I had been riding my bike for way too long… every day. It never went away. A month ago, the pain started going down my leg, all the way to my heel. I started having shooting pains. Light at first, and now extremely intense. It’s day and night, it never stops, and there isn’t much to relieve it. I started physiotherapy at the beginning of the month. It helps a lot, on the spot, but as soon as my therapist stops touching me, it comes back. I also started wearing a pregnancy sacro-iliac belt. Same thing: it helps, but not enough. At the beginning of the month, I also felt my sacro-iliac pain coming back. And the pain in my leg is excruciating at night. I’m not exaggerating. Cramps wake me up in the middle of the night and well, I just haven’t been sleeping much for the past week.
So… Monthly appointment with my doc this week. I mention this to her, and of course she’s not surprise. With my medical past, if I was going to have a problem, it was gonna be that. So she put me on sickness leave. I found out on Thursday, and my last day at work was Friday.
I’m not unhappy to be taken off the job. I have to walk 20 minutes morning and evening to get to it and back from it, and I walk a lot during the day as well — or running is more like it, between my desk and the print production studio. Otherwise, sitting at a desk for the rest of the day is not the best thing for your back either. Also, the days are very long. Often 9.5 or 10 hours. I am rarely home before 7 p.m., or even 8 p.m. That doesn’t leave me much time to take care of myself. With the pain of the past weeks, the lack of sleep, and the stress of working in the advertising field, there were a lot of moments when I almost collapsed in tears, feeling I couldn’t do this anymore.
But at the same time, I was not ready to be taken off the job so soon. I wasn’t mentally prepared. And I wasn’t prepared to ending up with just 55% of my income so soon either! The week-end has been an emotional roller-coaster.
I had to email my yoga teacher on Friday morning, so I told her the news. She replied with one of her classic sentences: “Good news, bad news… Who knows?” We’re about to find out! Funny coincidence — or maybe not one –, Dutchboy, who had been looking for a full time job for months, got a job offer on Friday. It’s not exactly what he was hoping for, but it’s a first job in Canada, and I think he’s getting ready to accept it.
As for me, tomorrow morning I won’t be going anywhere, for the first time in my life. It’s so strange.
On yoga-related news, the teacher training is going well, I taught a few poses at the class I assist yesterday, and I’m teaching my first full class on May 13. My personal practice is not doing so well though, with the lack of time and the back problems. Although that’s about to change because I will now have a lot more time to take care of myself, including doing restorative yoga.
This week-end was the 7th of our teacher training and for the first time after a training week-end, I can genuinely say that I am exhausted.
We practiced and taught a lot over the week-end: practice/teaching with a partner Friday night (creating a forward bend practice — I was particularly proud of ours), another forward bend practice with the usual Saturday morning group (the group that I started assisting) yesterday, practicing adjustments and teaching a partner in the afternoon, and another practice/teaching to the whole group this morning (forward bends again). It was more hands-on and less theory than we’ve had so far.
I really enjoyed it. The forward bend practice in the morning did wonders for me. It’s a practice that is usually more cooling and brings us back to the earth, but yesterday’s practice was actually more active than most Saturday morning classes. Usually, it’s a lot of postures on the floor: apanasana, supta padangusthasana, bidalasana, gentle seated twists, etc. But yesterday, there were a lot of standing postures and at some point I could really feel the heat rushing to my face (particularly in prasarita padottanasana) and it was so nice. I have a major problem on week-ends: I am so stressed out and give myself 110% during the week, and so when the week-end comes, I’m totally comatose. It’s as if to have a normal day, I should get up at the same time as on weekdays and get out of the house. If I sleep a little bit later and take it more easy… I just want to sleep more. Saturday morning practices usually don’t help me much in that regard: they just make me even more comatose. Yesterday’s practice woke me up more, it was great.
I started getting really tired in the afternoon, though. My belly is finally starting to show, and I have some dizziness and some moments when I have trouble assessing the space around me — I’m becoming more clumsy than I ever was (which is a lot… ask my boyfriend who’s used to getting hit on the nose in the middle of the night!). So while we were practicing the different kinds of adjustments and teaching poses at the same time, at some point I just really lost everything. My balance, my words, everything. I couldn’t stand in trikonasana — and I was supposed to be demonstrating it! I couldn’t find the words to say what I wanted to, either. It was just too much. It’s the first time something like this happens to me: so obvious that everyone notices it and I can’t deny it. And apparently it’s not gonna get any better. Ms. Perfection here will have to get used to this!
We did a lot of chanting, too. There’s a Metta board at the studio, on which people who want a loved one to benefit from everyone’s energy put that person’s name. For the past few days, students have been invited to stay after class if they wanted, to chant for those people. So this week-end, we chanted Om Tare Tutare Ture Soha (108 repetitions) twice. This morning, the room was full; we must have been at least 30 students. The energy was really fantastic.
This afternoon, we watched Yoga Unveiled (we usually finish at 1 p.m. on Sundays, but this time we stayed to watch the movie), and I think that’s what killed me. It’s a very interesting movie, but it’s so long, and after sitting on the floor all week-end, my bum was killing me.
I’ve actually been having these bum pains since the last training, 5 weeks ago. At first I thought it was from sitting on the floor all week-end, but then it never went away. My sitting bones are always hurting like hell, as if I had been bicycling too much. It hurts when I sit, it hurts when I lay down… Not fun. Must be the pregnancy. My friend (who’s pregnant with her 4th girl) told me she’s had similar pain at the second one.
So yes, I wanted to die during the movie… And I have to admit I slept a bit through it as well. But it really was a nice week-end, and I’m trying not to project myself into the future — tomorrow — too much. Don’t want to think about the crazy day that’s awaiting me tomorrow. Lots of work, election day, concert… I’ll be home late and running all day, and I’m not looking forward to it. But we’re not there yet.
For the moment, I’m just sitting on the couch, relaxing. Dutchboy is watching Blood Diamond, and we’ll watch the premiere of Gene Simmons’ new season in a few… Then off to bed to read a bit and enjoy the comfort of the best mattress in the world — just because it’s ours! Then, horrible Monday morning, but not a minute before.
As the pregnancy gets more advanced, my energy level is rising again. About time! But it’s also getting much busier at work, so I rarely get home before 19.00 at night, and by then I’m so hungry I can’t think of anything else but food… And of course, I can’t practice yoga with a tummy full of food and baby!
So my yoga practice isn’t re-established yet, but I’m planning on it. I am! I didn’t make it to the class I started assisting this morning because of the snow: it’s a 30-minute ride, and I warned the teacher I assist yesterday that I wouldn’t take the wheel if it didn’t look good outside. I was always scared of driving in the snow after I had an accident in 1997, and now that I don’t drive that much anymore (living in the middle of the city, with a metro station 500 meters away from home), it’s even worse. Anyways, it’s not worth the risk.
But today I am planning on studying the sutras, and hopefully getting a small practice in. I should do the practice of the month — for the training — at least once, but actually I miss a more active practice, more Ashtanga-based. We’ll see. Maybe I’ll just throw in a few sun salutations. It’s been a while.
In other baby news, we went for our first echo this week — for the nuchal translucency. Until we saw this little bean on the screen, I didn’t even really believe I was pregnant! Seriously! But then we saw that little thing… the hemispheres of the brain, the nose, the mouth (opening and closing — it was drinking amniotic fluid!), the little hands, the little feet, along with little fingers and toes, that little beating heart (we heard it too – 160 heartbeats a minute). It was the most amazing feeling in the world! I can’t believe that baby bean is growing inside of me! We’re already so in love with that little thing, and we already think it’s got the cutest nose in the world. Ridiculous feeling, but I guess it’s only the beginning!
And well, yesterday we got the results from the test, and the chances for trisomy 21 are extremely low, and even lower for trisomy 18. Everything’s going so well so far… We’re so lucky!
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