{"id":2452,"date":"2009-10-23T20:25:44","date_gmt":"2009-10-24T00:25:44","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=2452"},"modified":"2009-10-23T20:25:44","modified_gmt":"2009-10-24T00:25:44","slug":"hedging","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/lunardreams.net\/baby\/?p=2452","title":{"rendered":"Hedging"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>My stomach seemed to have calmed down considerably today &#8211; plus I wore my over-belly maternity pants, which took some of the pressure off. So I felt pretty decent today.<\/p>\n<p>Sometimes I feel bad for complaining &#8211; even if I&#8217;m not necessarily complaining, just commenting on how I feel. But I think focusing on how miserable I feel physically is keeping me from focusing on how absolutely terrified I am mentally and emotionally. This feeling sick to my stomach I can handle, it&#8217;s just one more obstacle to deal with, just something that needs to be waited out&#8230; like the shots, the bloating, the meds-induced hormone surges. It&#8217;s all the same, but different.<\/p>\n<p>I know with Devin as soon as I got pregnant it felt like I was <i>there<\/i>. I had fought the battle and won. I spent the entire time celebrating the victory and being &#8220;on the other side.&#8221; This time I most certainly do not feel like I am on the other side. Oh I&#8217;m a good step towards it, one foot in and one foot out, but there is no part of me that can believe that the fight is over. It&#8217;s not over until I hear this baby cry. It&#8217;s not over until it is born <i>alive<\/i>. We&#8217;ve won one battle but stepped into another&#8230; from fighting infertility to fighting stillbirth and loss.<\/p>\n<p>I do feel myself relaxing a little bit, though, now that I&#8217;m 9 weeks along. Not that this is any kind of milestone, but the baby was big enough at the last ultrasound that we know it won&#8217;t just disappear. Weeks 4-6 were horrible because I just kept feeling like I would go in and there&#8217;d be nothing there at all, or maybe an empty sac, that this whole idea of a baby growing would just&#8230; poof. Like the ectopic. No baby was there, just the idea of one. Now we <i>know<\/i> it&#8217;s there, and it&#8217;s growing. I still worry that it will die, but that seems&#8230; different. Different than it just disappearing. It helps me feel a little more grounded, gives me a little more breathing room. I don&#8217;t worry that a little bit of spotting means that it&#8217;s all gone and washed away &#8211; a miscarriage at this point would be a significant event. So every day I can say, well, it&#8217;s definitely still in there.<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ll say it again: I didn&#8217;t realize how hard this was going to be. I mean, I didn&#8217;t really stop and think about it, because being in the midst of IVF treatments you really don&#8217;t want to think that you&#8217;re stepping from one hard thing to another. But, like many things in life, it&#8217;s a lot harder once you&#8217;re in the midst of it.<\/p>\n<p>But I love staring at my baby registry. It doesn&#8217;t have a lot on it, because most of what we need we already had for Devin. I just feel like maybe this time it&#8217;ll be completed. Maybe this time there will be a baby coming home to use it. We have another chance&#8230; and that is just&#8230; wonderful.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>My stomach seemed to have calmed down considerably today &#8211; plus I wore my over-belly maternity pants, which took some of the pressure off. So I felt pretty decent today. Sometimes I feel bad for complaining &#8211; even if I&#8217;m not necessarily complaining, just commenting on how I feel. 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