Tomorrow I will go to the doctor again.
Tomorrow I will get to hear my baby's heartbeat.
Tomorrow I will be reassured that everything is ok.
I know it doesn't make all that much sense but I hate being in a period of the pregnancy where I don't really have daily reassurance that the pregnancy is going well. As much as I hated being sick over and over and over every single day, it was a way to know my body was still very focused on being pregnant. And I know that eventually this baby will kick me so much and so often that I can't sleep, and I will probably whine about, but at least every kick will be a way for me to know that the baby is having a good time. Right now all I have is restless sleep, acid reflux and crazy emotions. I am pretty sure this stage is no walk in the park for my beloveds either! Anyway, tomorrow afternoon I should hear what I need to hear, what I haven't heard in exactly a month, the unmistakable fluttering that is this baby's heartbeat!
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