This week has seemed to just DRAG on. Partly, because I felt terrible most of it, and partly because my ultrasound is on Monday. I am so nervous, I keep having the most terrible, awful nightmares. I don’t even want to say them out loud because that would be like claiming them in some way. I’m just gonna put my faith in God and hope and pray and hope and pray.
My appointment isn’t even until 4:15 on Monday, of course it’s like the LAST appt. of the day. Which just gives me more time to sit and worry. So glad my hubby is off Monday’s, I take a lot of comfort in the fact that he will be there holding my hand. And, we’ve already talked about everything, and we know we can get through ANYTHING together. We are just both SO hopeful that the baby will be measuring right, and hopefully we’ll see its heart beat! Keep praying!!!
