I keep putting off this post. I'm pregnant—16 weeks, 3 days. And so far, things are good. So far everything seems normal. So far I'm not an emotional wreck. So far.
I do better when I stay in the present.
In just over two weeks, I'll have my level 2 ultrasound. It makes me anxious, as all my appointments due. So I will sit in the waiting room, trying to breathe, in and out, in and out. If I think ahead to that day, I start to tense up. So I stay here in today, where I've just started showing.
My due date is December 22 (the day we buried Henry) and I'll likely have a planned c-section in the week before that (not, I keep reminding them, on December 17). When my mind leaps ahead to December, it also jumps back to last December when I dragged my way through the month, barely able to get through it and back to the December before that when Kathleen was born and my anxiety grew until I could barely breathe. So I stay here in today, where I every now and then feel the first faint movements.
It is better than last time. Last time I was still crushed by the newness of grief. I could only imagine the outcome I had known or the various other scenarios by which you don't bring your baby home. I could plan for a funeral but not buy diapers; I could stock my freezer with food, but not wash the baby clothes. I hadn't started blogging yet, but I was desperate to talk to other people who had had a baby after losing a baby.
This time, I'm already plotting, where we'll put the bassinet now and the swing now that Kathleen's things have taken over the house. I've talked to a friend about covering one of my ongoing freelance jobs for a time after the baby comes. I hesitated to do it, but stepped away from superstition and made the request. Still, I have shared the news slowly and piecemeal.
I don't assume everything will be okay. I don't take for granted that I will bring home a healthy baby sometime before Christmas. But this time, unlike last time, I see that as a possibility, a very real one, and it makes a huge difference.
Just so very happy for you. For the new baby growing inside, and for the new place of optimism you find yourself in.
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i am happy for you and will be praying for you and baby. I too am pregnant with my rainbow and I understand the fears. I think I too really need to try to stay in the present and not get ahead of myself.
ReplyDeleteI'm so happy for you Sara. I am glad that you seeing a happy outcome as a possibility this time around and I like the sound of your plotting!
ReplyDeleteYour pregnancy with Kathleen must have been very difficult, coming along so soon after Henry's death. I hadn't really thought about that age difference before.
This is wonderful news! I'll be thinking of you and hoping that all continues to go well, that you have a really uneventful pregnancy and delivery and that this coming December is as thoroughly happy as it can possibly be.
ReplyDeleteI am very happy also to hear your news Sara.
ReplyDeleteGreat news, Sara! I'm glad you've found a place of relative calm and optimism, and I'm very happy for you. Here's to December arriving quickly and bringing a healthy new babe!
ReplyDeletecongratulations, sara! that's wonderful news. will be thinking of you and your family on this next journey. xo
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