I'm about 12 hours away from leaving for the hospital, and the fear is really starting to set in. Not just about the surgery, but about the whole becoming-a-parent thing. All day I've been breaking down over whether I can do this or not. I know there's no choice now - sink or swim. That's always been a good approach for me, so I'm sure it will be just fine.
Luckily, our friends and family have been amazing - especially the last week or so. The support and advice has been priceless. It makes me feel like I can make it through knowing I have people to turn to. This baby girl has so many people rooting for her, and that just makes my heart burst. That - above everything else, gives me some strength. From friends, to co-workers, to everyone who works in the multiple doctors' offices I've been frequenting since October...she's got great support behind her. I know with all the love coming her way, she'll thrive on it. Just as she's done so far. I still can't believe we've come from total unknown territory and doctors trying to prepare us for the worst to pretty much full term. She's a miracle already - and we're all anxious to see what her next move will be.
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