Tomorrow we go back to my ObGyn for a follow-up appointment. This was scheduled 6 months ago at my postpartum appt, and at the time December 2nd seemed like an eternity away. Here we are. It has felt like eternity, that's for sure.
I'm about 20 lbs lighter than the last time I saw her, although still 14 lbs away from that coveted BMI of 25. It will have to do.
We plan to start TTC after my next cycle. I'm excited, and scared. Mostly I'm looking forward to feeling like I'm getting somewhere- these past 8 months of treading water have been long and tiring. I want to get this show on the road. We have a real possibility (about 1/3) of another dead baby and should that be the case, I want to get it over with. I'd rather be kicked while I'm down than climb all the way out of this hole just to be knocked back in it.
I'm looking forward to what she has to say. I hope she's encouraging. I hope that I leave feeling like there's a chance at a happy ending in all of this.
I'm stressing. I hope my BP doesn't skyrocket over there.
4 comments:
I hope what you hope. Good luck at the appointment. Will be thinking of you. XO.
Hoping and wishing you all the best, with the appointment and all that follows it.
GL at your appointment! (I know the odds can be really scary, but I'm hoping nothing but the best for you!)
crossing my fingers for you xo
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