As much as I'm trying to be optimistic about Landon's entrance into this world going smoothly, I seriously can't help but worry about something going wrong. I think it's because of our experience with losing Levi. We don't know what it's like to bring home a healthy baby, and it's still pretty unreal to us that we're this close.
I wish I could stop thinking abut those bad memories from 2 1/2 years ago, but considering it's my only experience delivering a baby, I don't think that's going to happen. Sigh.
The fact that Landon is breech just adds to my anxiety about everything. We finally make it to 34 weeks, and now I have to worry about him turning in time. Awesome.
Just to be clear, I'm not in a constant state of worry. But I certainly have my moments - especially when the Braxton-Hicks contractions get rather intense and I start feeling things that could be real contractions. I haven't even changed my activity level either, because I want to make it to my appointment on Tuesday. Hopefully Dr. H will make me feel better about everything.
18 days until the cerclage comes out...but who's counting? ;)
Matthew 6:34 - Do not worry about tomorrow; tomorrow will take care of itself. Sufficient for a day is its own evil.