Last week was a tough one. I am increasingly grouchy, increasingly impatient, increasingly sensitive. My kids and Aaron unfortunately get the brunt of this, which is unfair, but sort of the way things go sometimes. The ones you know won't leave you (or can't escape)get worst of you on occasion.
Tonight we had to take a little detour to Labor and Delivery to check on the baby. I realized that I hadn't felt any movement for about a day and a half and was feeling extraordinarily run down. This baby has been pretty kicky for the last two weeks or so and it seemed like suddenly she just stopped. After a quick call to the doc he advised we check her heart rate at the hospital to ease our minds at the very least.
I never had this sort of thing happen with my other two, so I felt like we were in uncharted territory. There were fears that I never had before running through my mind and I had to really focus not to let panic set in. Thankfully after only a few minutes on the monitor the nurse found a good strong heartbeat and assured us that for 24 weeks, it was actually stronger and easier to find than in most babies. In a matter of moments we went from unsure that things were ok to being assured that our baby is stronger than most at this stage. Go figure.
Nothing like a little scare to make you appreciate your Mother's Day and the wee ones who made you one even more. Hope you all have a good one. I know I will knowing all my babies are safe and sound.