Into my histeria
I'm calming down slowly. Though, I have cried a couple times about the thought of my baby having a birth defect. Yet, I'm finding myself getting excited to go to this doctor's appointment because I'm getting an ultrasound that other's rarely get. This is a level II ultrasound so the machine is far more expensive that what is used in the regular doctor's offices and it's super detailed. I'm thinking that I'm going to get an awesome picture of my baby to send to the in-laws in Scotland. They're also going to tell us the sex of the baby. If we weren't getting this appointment, then our ultrasound would have been one of those regular ones about a month from now. BOO! So I'm starting to turn my frown upsidedown. I've started looking at it from the standpoint that this baby is what it is. If it is down syndrome, no amount of worrying will change it over the next week and a half. I just need to let it go. I've been praying all morning and asking God to lift it from my heart completely. If this is to be it's in his plan and I've got no right to argue with it. I'm not normally so devout, but having this baby has made me a little more so.