Well. I was just getting to a place where I could write more about this pregnancy–and I have a lot to say. As my OB said, my body remembers pregnancy as a bad thing. So of course it was hard for my mind to believe otherwise, even though everything was going just the way it should, physically.
But then my son decided to arrive a month early! He’s here, and everyone is doing fine. 35 weeks 6 days is “late preterm,” and he had jaundice, so we were in the hospital for 5 days. We’re home. We’re adjusting. He’s wonderful. He’s really, finally here, even if sometimes it’s a little hard to believe.