Not much going on here... and that's a good thing.
My kiddos and hubby took me out for a short spin in the wheelchair. It's HOT out there... Julia fell down and bloodied her knee and wanted Daddy (Mommy weeps). The kids walk in and immediately start checking out my food tray... come on people! Mama needs this food so Elizabeth can GROW!!!! :-)
I'm now seeing nurses who took care of me a couple weeks ago when I was in for kidney stones... everyone is all "what are you doing here" and "you knew this was going to happen". It's true... I did. For some weird reason I have a sixth sense about my body and this did not take me by surprise. Perhaps that's why I'm coping so well (so far...).
I've had a few moments of almost tears... when I think about how fast things might change from stable to emergency and when I really allow myself to think about what we are facing.
I'm 26+2 weeks today. Every day matters. Every day is a victory for our sweet Elizabeth.
No comments:
Post a Comment