Allowing the happiness in

After last weeks debacle with the not-so-sensitive doc I have had to spend a few days wrapping my head around all that she told us. She threw such terrible words around, "miscarriage", "bleeding", "clots", "surgery" etc. She scared the living hell out of me. I should have focused more on the words like "everything should be fine" but I couldn't help but remember those not so nice words. That all being said, I feel like everything is ok. I feel like my baby is normal and healthy and in a matter of months we will be parents. I am very anxious for Wednesday so we can have another ultrasound and see the heartbeat. Hopefully the baby will have migrated down and not up. Then I will know everything is ok.

Bry reminded me that many, many people probably don't hear an early heartbeat and implant very high but they never know it. Because normal people don't have an ultrasound til much later than me, they would never know. So in that respect, we are at a disadvantage. I guess too much info can be bad. So until Wednesday I will keep hoping and praying that the baby is healthy and safe in there.