I am now 24 1/2 weeks along.  Four weeks of IVIG down, too many more too go.  Too many blown veins from the IV every week.  A doctor’s appointment every week or so with another ultrasound next week.  I must confess, I knew what I was getting myself into, however, didn’t really.  Ya know?  One thing I am grateful for is the fact I am not on bed rest.  I have no idea how this girl could handle letting my house go, and being stuck lying down all day.  One day for IVIG is bad enough (about 8-9 hours).

I have to accept this is just a stage of life.  A crazy one at that!  If you are one who is on bed rest (even modified), my heart goes out to you.  What we go through to have babies is certainly a labor of love just for a “normal” pregnancy (no shame in admitting those who have them, I am jealous!).  Those of us who have a little extra to do, how much sweeter is that moment when the doctor lays your precious one on your breasts.  That is the moment I keep looking forward too (hoping for a VBAC).  Knowing all I do is because I already love this little girl more than words can express.  All of this is worth it!

On those days when you don’t want to be pregnant (every Tuesday evening when I remember in the morning I will have to have another IV put in, and hoping I will only have to be poked once or twice), focus on that moment.  The moment when you finally meet your little one.  Know also, you aren’t the only one and it doesn’t make you any less of a loving mama.