Saturday, October 31, 2009

This Time Last Year...

This time last year, I was into my second trimester and thinking maybe pregnancy wasn't so bad. I'd spent a weekend at Cape May with some college friends and had had a great time. My biweekly OB appointments were going well -- no signs of the preterm labor to come. Our 20-week scan had showed that we were having a girl, and that all was normal. I was having a busy time at work, but it was set to calm down in a couple of weeks. I enjoyed singing really loudly in my car during my commute and I imagined my little girl was enjoying the tunes.

Two weeks later, I was headed to the hospital with contractions and a short cervix, wide-eyed and terrified, where I would stay until January. I spent Thanksgiving, Christmas, and New Year's Day in the hospital. I didn't leave my hospital room for weeks at a time, and left my bed only to use the bathroom. It was a dark, scary time, and normally I don't like to think about it.

But the time of year is making it impossible to push out of my mind.

5 comments:

Saffy said...

Ooooh yeah, I get why you don't like to think about it! Hospitals make me anxious after a couple of long bouts of bedrest...BUT you do have a beautiful daughter who is darn cute! Phew :)

dcpeg said...

Saffy makes an excellent point -- just look at your adorable Lexie when you start feeling anxious remembering what you went through. She was so worth it!!

electriclady said...

I have the same thing every fall/winter, remembering when I was on bedrest. The first year is hardest, but it will fade with time.

Bluebird said...

Thinking of you. I'm absolutely amazed at the way the seasons can elicit emotions and bring memories to the surface. Hope you're hubby's home soon :)

areyoukiddingme said...

You've come out the other side, and your beautiful girl is there to make it all worth it.