Tomorrow is the big ultrasound.
We find out the sex. We find out where the placenta has decided to take root. We find out if everything looks good with the baby.
I have a pit of anxiety sitting in my stomach.
All of these things are out of my control. I can't decide the sex, where the placenta is located or the health of my baby. I can only control my emotional response to the situation. I have to believe that everything is going to be great tomorrow. Plan for the best and ignore the worst.
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I'm a mom. A writer. A lover of good fantasy. A proponent of nursing when possible. A birth advocate. I am absolutely horrible at keeping my house clean or the dishes washed or the laundry done. I strongly believe in women having a positive birth. When we start to respect women's rights to birth the way they want, we can start to treat women as equal people in this world.
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