This is going to sound weird, but I laid low yesterday. Covert style.
I received 3 text messages wishing me a Happy Mother's Day. There was a friend who found me on FaceBook and wished me the same. I think another posted on my wall. But I kept quiet.
We are so close to the end of this. I feel him kicking throughout the day, and it still makes me smile as I wince at the strength of it.
But I can't shake the feeling that anything could go wrong now. It could all be ripped out right from under us, and so I hid yesterday and enjoyed a quiet day of kicks. And my husband telling me about a hundred times that everything is okay and to enjoy my Mother's Day.
Next year, when he's almost 1 and making messes, it will be easier.
Right now, I hold my breath for the next BPP and exam. Another sign he is doing fine, and still getting ready for his grand entrance.
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