You went in for a routine scan.
The kind where you’re supposed to leave with blurry ultrasound photos and maybe a sweet little video clip. The kind where you text family afterward and say, “Everything looks good!”
But instead, the room got quiet.
The tech excused herself.
Your OB came in
And the words changed.
“I’m going to refer you to a pediatric cardiologist. There’s something with the baby’s heart that we need to look at more closely.”
More closely......
Those two words rearrange your entire world.
💔 And then you go home.
💔 No diagnosis.
💔 No clear answers.
Just an appointment days — maybe weeks — away.
And that space between?
That is one of the hardest places to exist.
You replay the appointment over and over.
💔 Was it serious?
💔 If it was serious, wouldn’t they have said so?
💔 But if it wasn’t serious… why refer you at all?
You Google things you wish you hadn’t.
You convince yourself it’s nothing.
You convince yourself it’s everything.
You swing between hope and panic over and over again
You still have to go to work.
Still make dinner.
Still tuck other kids into bed.
All while carrying a question that feels too heavy for your body.
💔 You press your hand to your belly more.
💔 You wait for kicks.
💔 You whisper prayers into the dark.
Because in this space, you are grieving something you don’t even fully understand yet.
You are grieving the loss of certainty.
The loss of the uncomplicated pregnancy you thought you were having.
The loss of walking into that cardiology appointment carefree.
No one talks about this part enough — the stretch of days where nothing is confirmed, but everything feels possible.
If you are in that waiting right now, I want you to know:
💔 Your fear makes sense.
💔 Your spiraling thoughts make sense.
💔 Your tears in the shower make sense.
You are not overreacting.
You are a mother who just heard that something might be wrong with her baby’s heart.
Of course you’re shaken.
And until you sit in that cardiologist’s office and hear the words that will define the next chapter — breathe.
One hour at a time.
One appointment closer.
You are not alone in the waiting. 🤍