Then this day happened. My 18 week ultrasound.
At 21 weeks I started physical therapy for my back and continued to go up until birth. I started having round ligament pain. At 22 weeks I started having horrible cramping and had to be seen to make sure I was not in preterm labor. That cramping would go on every week until delivery. This week it was also discovered that I had gestational thrombocytopenia.
By week 28 I was just a mess and doc said enough was enough. I stopped working. It seemed to shock my co-workers but with the pain I was in everyday, it wasn't a total shock to me. Being home helped me immensely. After a few week I was finally getting some relief from the back pain and emotionally I was able to take out the stress of holding it all together and working, It was time to slow things down. I knew in my heart that if I hadn't of done that Iwould have had this baby way to early and she was already at risk.
Fast forward to 33 weeks. An ultrasound went great. Besides not being able to locate the Mirena anymore, the baby looked perfect. A true miracle!
From there the weeks just passed. I felt blessed for everyday I got to carry her. All my doctors were monitoring me for all the issues.
And finally, July had arrived! It wouldn't be long now.
To be continued.....................