In a fog
Our appointment is at 1 today. We will leave at 12:30. I’ve been up since 8 and time is c r a w l i n g by.
Luckily I got some sleep last night, passing out before 11 and sleeping soundly until about 4am when the baby woke me up with a solid kick to the gut. I tossed and turned for a few more hours, drifting in and out, and then finally gave up once the neighbor started doing yard work outside our window.
What was a very uneventful and textbook pregnancy has become, in my mind, an emotional roller coaster in just two days. Today at 1 we will find out what’s next.
Until then, I will walk around muttering, “The baby is fine. The baby will be fine. God is good.”
Say it with me, please.
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sending you lots of good thoughts right now, even though you probably won’t know it until later. for me, all of the fear seemed to reach a peak on our way to our appointments and just before the doctor came in to see us. which should be right about now. anxiously awaiting an update…