I am 23 weeks along. I am waiting for Baby Dyer #5. This pregnancy is different, so very different. It started out pretty much the same as all the others, but the nausea kept on. After a test or two, it was determined that my progesterone level was a little low. So I started taking a supplement. At both of my first two visits it was a little hard to find the heartbeat. The second visit was even more disturbing than the first. Anxiety and fear returned. And at 16 weeks, the doctor said I could go have an ultrasound, but really wanted to wait until 20 weeks because the baby's development is so much farther along. I said a quick prayer to Mary on the exam table and with her aid said that I would wait.
Sidenote: I received a miraculous medal from the priest that prayed over Anthony and I wear it often, but I wear it to all my doctor's appointments. It gives a bit of comfort.
I went to my 20 week appointment and the next day had an ultrasound at the office of the doctor who will deliver this child. My doctor doesn't do c-sections. He said all looked well. RELIEF again! Okay, I can do this. I can do this.
Went for another routine progesterone test, got a call last week, and I need to increase my dose to two pills instead of one. REALLY? Anxiety and fear have returned. I pray to the Lord for peace. I entrust this child to the Lord. I ask the Lord to lead me and guide me through these next weeks. I know that WITH the Lord I Shall Not Fear.
We didn't find out whether this is a boy or girl. We are going to be surprised. Many people love to say to me, "It doesn't matter as long as he/she is healthy." Really, I accept this gift from the Lord.
