Getting Over It
At some point, I decided to get over my worries. What was I going to do, really? Worry a whole bunch about something I had no control over? One woman online (I know, the most trustworthy type) told me if my issue became more serious, it wouldn't kick in until the third trimester, anyway. I couldn't walk around sending out all these negative vibes. No way. It didn't hurt that I spoke to coworkers who have relatives who were delivered early, around the 28 week mark at the beginning of the third trimester, and they all turned out okay. And those people were born 28 years ago or 19 years ago, and obviously medicine has come aways since then. If I could make it that far, things would more than likely be okay. Not that I want Baby Girl to be born that early and be at risk and be in an incubator and make us move into the hospital, but I felt a lot more comforted that I wouldn't have this thing we've worked so hard for suddenly ripped away from us. I also happen to go t...