Hi ladies,
Thinking of you today, Minione, and hope the geneticist has encouraging words for you. And that your consultant can get organised and get you booked in for an early scan. We've got an appointment at the EPU next Wendesday to find out the results of the tests they started after MC 3. I want to believe her when she says she doesn't see any reason why I should be any more likely to MC again than the net woman, but its so hard. Fingers crossed we both get good answers :)
Caz, I still get those moments. For me they often strike when I'm driving by myself in the evening. I think, for me, its because it hits me all over again that I wasn't expecting to be able to go out for the evening and the only reason I can go out and pursue hobbies is because Grace isn't here. It sucks. They are getting a bit further between, but it still happens. We're holding off TTC until we've seen the consultant as well - part of me just wants to jump straight in, but lots of me is scared something will go wrong. Right now I feel the need to know as much as possible and maximise the chances of things going according to plan. Actually the thought of not having to wait is quite terrifying. But then the thought of never having another child is terrifying as well.
spilt - so glad you feel Bobby's funeral was a positive experience, and that poem is beautiful. Grace's funeral is a good memory as well.
Shelly - sounds like things are really coming together now for tomorrow. I hope you have a fantastic night and it does well for Road Peace.
Shabs - as always, you're a tower of strength and rationality. I don't know how we'd cope without you here to hold our hands and tell us things do improve. Fingers crossed this weekend goes smoothly for you and Tom - you need to do what you feel is right. That said, I know how hard I'm finding it to make decisions for DD1 just because I'm now so paranoid that something will (must, even) go wrong in the most innocent of situations. It makes it so hard to trust your instincts, but at the end of the day I think we have to. I'll be thinking of you.
I'm dreading winter. I play in the local orchestra and they've started pulling out all the Christmas music. I knew it would be hard, just comparing where I was at the concert last year with where I am now. But they've decided to play "Walking in a Winter Wonderland". And they want it to be Bright and Zingy and Cheerful - which I guess is fair enough. There are just too many memories - one of the strongest being that we left hospital after Grace was born a day sooner than we really wanted to, mainly to avoid getting snowed in. The snow was already falling and settling when we walked to the car and by the time we got home (which is pretty rural) it had turned into a Winter Wonderland, complete with snow glistening in the lanes... I'm getting so much practice at painting on that happy face :(