Baby T Thoughts and Prayers

On Thursday, my DH discovered a lump on Baby T's chest. He yelled for me to check it out. I did and immediately called the doctor's office. In the back on my mind, I remembered how newborns can have lumps in their chest from the same hormones that affect their mother's during pregnancy. But, this lump was huge and it hadn't been there (maybe it had, but it was NOT that big--- it was at least the diameter of a nickel and super thick). We freaked.

I told the receptionist about the lump. She said, "well, the doctor would want to see you for that!" So, we were sitting in the office waiting room less than an hour later.

Baby T weighed 7lbs6oz, up from 6lbs12oz 15 days before. The waiting in the acutal room seemed like forever, but it really wasn't. Our normal doctor was out of the office (it was the week of our county fair---so I am sure that her family was on vacation since all schools are off that week each year). I didn't care who we saw as long as we saw someone immediately. When the Dr. felt it, she didn't say much at first. She then started talking about breast buds, hormones, etc... but then said "but this doesn't feel like that." My heart sank. I wanted to cry right then. It was different from the other side. It was much larger. It was very hard. You could literally see it move side to sides just under the skin when she moved it. It didn't seemd to bother Baby T though.

We also discovered that Baby T has T.rush. Hmm... great. We sanatize EVERYTHING and I am not breastfeeding. So, who knows how that happened. We are finishing up antibiotics for that over the next few days.

The Dr. was openly unsure of what to do next about the lump. She said that we could wait a few weeks to see how it changed or not or that she could go ahead and refer us. I asked for the referral. I was afraid that it wouldn't change (since she even said that she didn't think it was a breast bud and that she also didn't think that it would go away on its own) and that we would wait a few weeks to then be told that we would need a referral. I told her I would rather be cautious now. So, she referred Baby T to our Children's Hospital (about an hour away) to a ped. surgeon. Yikes! Surgery?! She referred us there just incase it would need to be removed.

The next day, Friday, I called the scheduing line (I had beed told to call Monday, but I wasn't waiting). Good thing was that the referral had already gone through. Children's has multiple locations that we could have gone to. The closest one didn't have an opening until October 22nd. We weren't waiting that long. I would have gone insane. Instead, we have an appointment today at the main hospital at 1:45pm.

I hope and prayer that hormones are the culprit. Please, please... I couldn't bare any bad news right now.

I should mention that Saturday night we started to notice that it seems smaller. Hopefully, we aren't imagining things.