I’ve been a bit worried about this pregnancy. We conceived a mere two days before I caught that stomach bug, and I’ve been sick with one thing or the other since then. It’s pretty much been the worst month for my health that I think I have ever experienced.
It’s only been a few weeks since we found out and I guess you can say I’m still processing. We didn’t expect it to happen so quickly, so I kind of thought I’d have more time to wrap my head around the idea of having a second baby.
Overall I’m very excited. But I’m cautious to not get too excited. The last thing I want is to get too far down this road emotionally to have it not work out.
And then yesterday I was bleeding. Not a lot, but it was very red.
My first thought was, no. No no no.
And then I thought, whatever happens. It’s out of my control and I’m just going to rest and take care of myself and hope for the best.
I haven’t bled since, so I think I’m OK, but it’s hard not to think of the sad fact that many pregnancies (especially in the first few weeks) end in miscarriage.
I have a doctors appointment on Friday so I’ll mention it then. Until then I’m going to try not to worry too much.