13 weeks and 5 days. That’s how far along I was when I went into labor and we lost our son. Today I am 11 weeks and 4 days and as week 13 inches closer, I can feel the anxiety growing in my stomach. It doesn’t help that it has been almost two weeks since I was able to see Baby Nugget via ultrasound on the 16th. I won’t get another chance till the 4th. I understand this is a blessing; I recently learned that certain insurances/health care systems cover a limited amount of ultrasounds whether you are deemed high risk or not. For the sake of my sanity, I am glad this is not the case. I keep telling myself that once I make it to Wednesday January 14th I will be more pregnant than I ever have been. That seems so far away.
Today, I am still pregnant.
I have faith in God that this pregnancy will end with me bringing home a healthy baby.