29 weeks and counting.
Leading up to the birth of Ivy and Noah (part two). Part one here
Wednesday came and I had the infusion. I did feel alot better, in truth but the pain I was complaining about, constantly, had not decreased.
I started to niggle on and off after the infusion but it settled. My fear did not and the gentle pushing from the midwives to have a tour of the NICU was very distressing. The tears fell often. I was classed as antenatally depressed (and I was, I knew it).
I needed to keep it together though so that I could have weekend leave to see the girls’ dance concert on the Sunday. That was my goal.
The Saturday was supposed to be my first ever baby shower. Nothing like doing things backwards.
I had a little mantra that I would chant everyday…just hold on until after the dance concert, just hold on…
chanting with you.
Comment by Kelley — November 23, 2007 @ 2:09 pm
Oh dear. Waiting for part 3 now. (((hugs)))
Comment by Veronica — November 23, 2007 @ 6:52 pm