Thirty-Two weeks. Two Days. 54 days to go.
Everything in life has its ups and downs, i definitely wont deny that. And i cant deny that everything in life sometimes makes us scared… I thought i was over reacting and that if i just saw the doctor i would be reassured and sent home. I was almost too embarrassed to call, and i almost convinced myself that i was being silly, but this time i am glad i did call, and i am glad that i got over my shame and saw the doctor, for once in my life i made the right call.
Like everything else on this journey it is uncertain what is going to happen, what may or may not be. And like everything else on this journey there are so many varied outcomes, so many explanations, so many people telling me a multitude of information, i have no idea – i honestly don’t understand.
But i do know that this morning at 5am when i wrote these words, it hurt, and the doctors have said that i may or may not go into labor in the coming days or weeks, and again all i can do is ‘wait and see’ ‘wait and see’.
In the hours to come there will be more tests, more poking and more prodding and hopefully some answers – but for the moment i will lie back down pull my bed socks up hold my hands together and pray for this little cheeky miracle of mine.
Sometimes in life all we can do it hold onto hope and faith, and wait and see…