Waiting Game…

We are a bit over two weeks from our appointment, and I am nervous.  I’ve been fighting off a cold and refusing to take any medicine.  I have been sleeping a lot on my days off from work, and my amazing husband is simply picking up the pieces of our house and making sure I get as much rest as possible. He really is the most amazing thing that has happened to me.

We are getting to about the week measurement (hopefully) that we miscarried at last time. I know it’s completely normal for my nerves to be in overdrive, and I am trying to follow my doctor’s advice and being sad then letting it go and being happy.

I feel like I spend most of my days chanting in my head to our baby, “Keep growing. Stay healthy. Stay in there. We love you. Keep growing. Stay healthy. Stay in there. We love you.” I also spent a good chunk of my day praying that everything works out.

I just hope these next few weeks fly by and I hope even more for happy news.  I really really hope its good news.  I am still trying to focus on that today, I am pregnant and it’s a blessing.  There are just so many fears right now.

However, there is also hope. We are trying to be hopeful. In the season of thanks, I am thankful for this chance and I hope it sticks.

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About Finding Hope

Had a miscarriage in May 2014. Ended up having a D&C on Mother's Day 2014. Gave birth to an amazing little girl in June 2015. This blog helps deal with the grief of the first child and worries of motherhood and any future pregnancies.
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