Jul 28, 2011 13:26
Tomorrow's our next weekly ultrasound. I'm really hoping for some good news. I want to at least verify whether it's a small or large hematoma. I won't find out whether or not it's getting any smaller until next Tues's meeting with the doctor. As long as we can see Baby continuing to move and grow, we can make it another week, and another and another.
It's hard to know whether we're feeling optimistic or not. I think I'm feeling hopeful. I've washed and set up all the baby things from Sarah, we pray for Baby all the time, and I read pregnancy books--but I refuse to write in the pregnancy journal Zoy was sweet enough to give us and I find myself unable to concentrate on the birthing methods books I've checked out from the library. Priorities, I guess. I don't want to pretend everything's ok, but don't want to find myself at the end of my successful pregnancy finding that I haven't let myself feel any of the joy!
I'm relieved that we haven't heard any mouthing about waiting longer to announce it. Apparently I show early :) and combined with the hubbub around that bad week, there was really no choice. I'm really happy I spilled the beans to a few people really early, so we got some weeks of just pure excitement in!
I think tomorrow I'll be more positive. I always start out after an ultrasound super relieved and slowly get more and more nervous. Less than 24 hours now. Hang in there, little baby. And hematoma... GET OUT.