Tuesday, July 17, 2012
A Turning Point for Worry
As twenty weeks approached I might have felt better, but those two second trimester incidences of spotting (note to self: If you have to carry the toddler for more than five minutes, you will begin spotting within 24 hours...) took away any of the possible confidence that I had begun to feel.
Twenty weeks arrived, nearly a month ago and I felt slightly better. Then week 22 arrived.
And I have to say that the past two weeks have been a worrying turning point for me.
I think it's probably because I can feel little kicks and backflips and hiccups around the clock, instead of just the delicate on and off fluttering of previous weeks. Mae Bae sits on my lap and the baby gives her a good hard kick. I take one hand off of the stroller to open the door and use my baby bump to gently push one side of the handle as we walk forward and the baby is suddenly executing a gymnastics routine to let me know that he or she very much felt that encroachment against the bump.
It helps that the twenty fourth week also brings about the time period when the hospital would actually try to save the baby if I were to go into labor. Just knowing that helps me relax a bit more than I was last week.
I am finally beginning to relax and trust that things are progressing as they should (I think I'll relax even more if the doctor's appointment goes smoothly upon our return to Florida... when we'll also discover if our little one is a boy or a girl!).
Now to survive the whirlwind month that lies ahead. In a month Paul will be back in class and we'll be a second year law school family. I can guarantee one thing in the coming weeks. I will not be doing any heavy lifting!