Panic

So, we finally got a call today with my results from Thursday. They were 12.9. This is not great news. They have upped my dosage and we'll go from there. I. Am. Terrified. Please pray. I've prayed until I no longer have the words. 

Not My Story

Last week my progesterone levels were still looking good and, because at this point my body should take over and produce enough progesterone to continue, my doctor lowered my nightly progesterone dose. Obviously I panicked.  I mean, my doctor has her medical degree, so I should trust her. And I do. But I'm also prone to freaking out over...well...everything. Tomorrow I have another progesterone test and I'm anxiously awaiting the results. Thank you all for reading, praying, loving, and taking me down from every ledge I stand on. 

I heard Hoda Kotb speaking the other day at a commencement ceremony and she was discussing her reluctance to share her story of breast cancer survival. Then, one day, a stranger told her that her story wasn't just for her. Perhaps it was meant to be shared to help others walking her path. I do feel that we are sometimes meant to share our stories and you will never know how blessed we have been by sharing this one. Your support has been nothing short of amazing and miraculous. We love you all! 

Just Perfect

After a day of jumbled nerves and frequent, fervent, prayer we have great news. The baby has a beautiful heartbeat and is measuring exactly on time. Just perfect. We have one more visit with Dr. Dorsett in two weeks and then we graduate to our regular OBGYN. We are ecstatic and over the moon. Thank you for the prayers you've prayed and continue to pray. We love you lots! 

Big Day

So. Tomorrow is the big day. We head to Lubbock to have our sonogram that will measure growth. To say I'm a nervous wreck would be a vast understatement. Sleep doesn't come easy and tears flow randomly. We welcome prayers and good vibes. Thank you all and much, much love!!