Anxiety

Oh anxiety my arch nemesis, please go away!

Over the past few days I have been hearing about and seeing extremely pre-mature babies.

This has made my anxiety level go through the roof! It breaks my heart to see these sweet spirits have to struggle so much to survive.

I keep a constant prayer in my heart, that my Little Man can stay in long enough to be safe.

Hubs and I were talking to today, and crying looking at pics of babies born at the stage I am at (Ok, I was crying, Hubs was trying not to feel awkward). We were talking about the people we knew whose babies had not only survived, but thrived, and how well they are doing. We were also discussing how far medicine has come to help these babies be ok.

The Dr told me that 28 weeks (which is next Wednesday) is a huge milestone for those going through pre-term labor, and there is a huge thrival (is that a word?) rate with babies born that age now. Obviously we want to go father, but with all the contractions, cramping, and pain I have been having this week, each milestone helps me get through.

So we will celebrate when we make it to 28 weeks, then 32, then 34 (Off bed rest!), then 36, then 39.

We will be having chocolate cake, which I can't stop eating right now, at each milestone, so come on over! :)