Hello all. I had posted a few months back about my niece that was pregnant. I was upset that she never went for the Genetic counseling offered to her. I thought it was a good idea since her cousin (my daughter had CAH) I was furious. They don’t live right around the corner from us so it was difficult to get through to her the importance of having this checked. I think most of it was denial it could happen. SO, she had many ultrasounds requested from her OBGYN to make sure the genitals were appearing "normal". They all showed no signs of CAH. BUT, as Cherry has posted, this doesn’t mean she doesn’t have CAH. SO I am still holding my breath as I type this. She was born last Friday morning. Little baby girl, 6 lbs. 4 ounces. She is beautiful but of course I will be biase because she is my niece. Thanks to all the mom’s in Ohio for writing to Columbus to get NBS for CAH passed. When I wrote my own letter, I never thought my own family would be benefitting from it! Thank you.

I had a hard time walking back into that hospital that misdiagnosed my own daughter. As I have said in the past posts, I still harbor alot of anger towards them. That is another reason I am not at rest yet. I talked to a nurse when I visited my niece in the hospital about my concerns Saturday. She actually thanked me and said she would talke to the ped. about it. I never got to find out what took place but I plan to call myself today. I know her OBGYN well. She delivered my daughter. She is what held my family together the night my daughter was born. Ironically my niece was there that night. She was 12 at the time. You would have thought that expierience in itself would have convinced her to seek Genetic counsel. I think it might have scared her silly instead. I do have to say a different type of healing took place at the hospital for myself. My daughter went with us to be support for my nices as she took on labor last week. Walking in with my daughter at my side gave me that perspective of what a long way I have come with this CAH journey. Both of us. I started to cry when I first walked in the maternity ward she was born in. It was a window of all things that made me cry. The one that I would watch the sun come up in the morning as I walked to NICU to be with my daughter. It was the window I would stop and look out and wonder if all the unknown of this strange disease would continue to eat us alive. Last Thursday night I could look out that window with my happy daughter and see that we have survived. Ah, the healing. You never know when it comes. But it does.

I will keep everyone posted when we get her results back from NBS. Thanks again Ohio moms!!!!!God bless!