June 2, 1997:
The half way mark, I've made it! I was really happy that I was only four weeks away from the chance of survival for the baby being existent, but Kevin got really depressed over the thought of a 24 weeker. Sigh. Men and women are so different.
Kevin and I are either very in love or clawing at each other this pregnancy. It seems that there is no middle ground. The stress of pregnancy, life and everything else seem to be piling up. Sometimes I wish we could just sit back and enjoy this pregnancy...
June 4, 1997:
Well, the baby is kicking much more vigorously now. I had Kevin feel it and I asked if he could tell the baby was stronger, but to my disappointment he said that it still felt like flutters to him. I felt like he was unimpressed.
The kids have been out of school for a week and a half, and another week and a half before camp starts. I am already pulling out my hair. Although, unlike spring break, I am no longer wondering why I wanted another baby. This time I am merely wondering how this child will fit into my life.
That decision was made a little easier for me this morning as my contract teaching for the health department will not be renewed. It is just more economically feasible for them to have generic health educators teach all the classes as opposed to a reproductive health educator teaching these classes, a diabetes educator teaching about diabetes, and so on and so forth. Trust me it wasn't the money, because the health department didn't pay that well, but I really enjoyed working with the teens and teaching the different classes. I will also miss my friends that I made at the different health centers.
Ah, such is life. Probably just G-d's way of telling me to slow down and enjoy this baby. I've actually felt better about the baby lately, maybe I'm finally going to be able to bond a bit more and enjoy the rest of my pregnancy.
June 5, 1997:
We had a really nice appointment today with our OB. I even had an ultrasound. Everything appears to be fine, although I need some more tests run for my liver to make sure it's handling pregnancy. Kevin was in awe of the baby. It was almost as much fun watching him.
We decided not to find out the sex, but we did have her write it down and seal it in an envelope. Later I had the brilliant idea of selling it to the highest bidder. Between my mom and his mom we could make some serious money.
Another week down...
