Doc says that the chance of miscarriage is now "very, very low" so I can quit worrying about that.
Replacing the worry about miscarriage is the dawning realization that a baby is going to come to live with us forever. Yes, I know that I should have known this before, and I'm sure I thought I understood what it meant to get pregnant, but I was very mistaken.
But I won't get into the list of things that I'm now worried about, in order to keep this post one of celebration. Because joy is at the top of my list right now.
The baby is the white cotton-ball fuzz in the upper left of the sac. The doctor thinks the head is at the top (like it makes a difference!)
1 comment:
Nice lookin' avacado. Mmmmm good.
S.
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