Yeah, yesterday I said I was 4 weeks, 1 day. That is what fertility friend told me. But I ovulate a little later than most, so I’ve revised it to 4 weeks today. And my due date, if using ovulation date, is March 16 or St Pat’s depending on which tool I use. Since I’m Irish with red hair (thanks Loreal!) and freckles, plus I lived in Dublin for six months, I like the idea of a little St Patrick’s baby.
I think with this pregnancy, I’m going to focus on acceptance. I’m so tired, but my mind is super active. So as I lie awake last night, I thought about how I’m pregnant right now and whatever happens along the way is ok. Of course I want this baby desperately. But there aren’t any guarantees and I’d like to believe I’m more prepared this time for the possibility of losing the baby. I don’t think anyone can understand that if they haven’t had multiple miscarriages. With the first pregnancy, it was all excitement and nerves. With the second, it was cautious and I had a lot of trepidation. With the third, it seemed inevitable since none of my tests were really strong and I spotted a lot.
