So, I imagine the next five or more weeks are going to be a big challenge for me. First, I must overcome my fear of PTL and a host of other things going wrong at the cusp of Gabe's viability (24-25 weeks). Second, I have to determine what is really worth being worried about (was that a Braxton Hicks or a signal to head to the hospital?)
You would think that this go round I would be a little more saavy and aware. But, trying to compare things to a triplet pregnancy just doesn't add up. I'm feeling pretty good right now; with the triplets, at this point, I was ready for a wheelchair and to stick my head in a hole. I have a wee bit more sense of what is uterine stretching vs. contraction. But, not a whole lot. I don't feel very confident at all.
All of this makes me a nervous Nellie for the next five weeks--oh hell--lets make it 10 weeks. I keep setting arbitrary gestational goals where I think a sufficient 'no more worrying' policy will make sense. So far, I haven't fooled myself with these milestones.
Gulp...here's hoping I can distinguish the forest from the trees.
2 comments:
SO HAPPY to read about your ultrasound and your handsome boy!!! This is great news, Joy! As for the forest through the trees, it's a one-day-at-a-time deal. Here's hoping there are more joyful days than anxious ones!!
Thanks, Day! All good things in life seem to boil down to "one day at a time!"
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