I keep putting off my blog entries as I keep waiting for "something worth blogging about." But meanwhile the time is slipping by and I don't have very many entries to document this pregnancy.
I can't believe it, but today is my Blogiversary! When I started this blog 1 year ago today, I was just gearing up for my first IUI and googling like mad to read the real-life experiences of women who were going through the same things that I was. The women whose blogs really inspired me to create my own blog (mostly because I wanted to leave comments on theirs!) were Cindy (who was also doing a first IUI) and Hilary (who was doing an IVF). Thank you both for your very honest and often poignant blogs!
Also today, I am thrilled to reach the 32 week milestone. At a work event (new faculty welcome reception) about 3 weeks ago, a man came up to S and me (quite randomly) and introduced himself as the head of the NICU. I kinda drew back, looked down at my belly, and said, "Ooooh, I'm not sure that I want to meet you!" (or something like that). He then asked me how far along I was. I told him (29w3d at the time) and he said, "oh, it doesn't sound like you'll need to meet me in the hospital. Really, we think of preemies in different categories: the 23 and 24 weekers, the 25 weekers, the 26 weekers, the 27s, and then 28-32... 28 and above is pretty good. 32 weeks and above, everything is usually just fine." Well, I was only 29 and a half at that point, but I did appreciate his reassuring words.
Which is not to say that I don't occasionally have waves of fear when I feel like she's moving a bit less or something like that. But all in all, it's starting to sink in that this is happening, and then everything is going to be OK. I have a lot more to say, but I promised S that I was going to come to bed earlier tonight. So I will. Hopefully I'll get back here in the next day or two!