Then we drove up to Washington for almost two weeks to visit family and friends who we totally missed. Plus I got another prenatal appointment with the Dr. who I saw throughout Max’s pregnancy. The visit with him went very well and I got to see baby once again. He offered a lot of reassurance which feels desperately necessary this time around. I was informed that I am technically high risk this time around (though on the low end of high risk) simply because of a previous stillbirth. This means that once we reach the end stage of pregnancy I will have weekly non-stress tests to ease anxiety and make sure they aren’t missing anything. Surprisingly, I was glad to hear this.
Our days in Yakima were spend contracting norovirus (me) and applying/interviewing for jobs (Kyle) and running around with cousins (Max). Oh Kyle also saved the neighborhood by coming home after an interview to find that the men who had been working on the gas line earlier that day right by our house had failed to tighten a nut which was sending 55 lbs per square inch of gas into the air surrounding my mother’s home. Major crisis adverted.
Hi Gina, I've been reading your blog since I came across your comment on 'A Blog About Love' shortly after James passed away. Your story has had such an impact on me, and I think of James and your family often. Your writing is beautiful, and I'm sure your honesty about what you're going through has helped others who are going through the same thing. Congratulations on your new pregnancy! I can only imagine how nerve wracking it must be. I wish you all the best! I think it's wonderful that you're doing this walk in memory of James. I made a donation, and I hope you reach your goal!
All the best to you and your family,
Brianne
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Thank you Brianne! It means a great deal to me that others are able to gain insight and understanding through this. I am so grateful for your support in donating!