My ultrasound and MaterniT21 blood draw are in less than two hours. And I’m nervous. I feel like I’ve come so far this time, but still so scared this can all still be taken away. And the last thing I want to do is start all over.
Will I always fear ultrasounds, always have flashbacks to June 5th when the ultrasound tech said, “I’m sorry, but I don’t see a heartbeat.” The chances are in my favor that this baby is healthy, right?
Eric’s last case today started later than expected this morning, so to add to my anxiety is him missing this appointment. Please God…
If you have any prayers to spare, I’d surely appreciate a few. I’ll update later tonight after my appointment.