Hi Caleb,
Today you’ve reached the 29-week mark. Good job, bubs. ❤ I can’t believe in just a couple of months you’ll be here!
I’ve been worrying over you most of the week because the OB said I was measuring small. She told me to get an ultrasound done next Friday just to make sure you’re growing and that everything is okay. When she told me, I started feeling panicky. The bump I’ve loved so much up to this point felt inadequate. Everything felt like it was going so perfectly and suddenly the thought that something might be wrong made me want to distance myself from you emotionally. Just in case something really bad happened, again. I went to bed early, exhausted by the day and by my own thoughts.
But you’re such a treasure. It’s like God used you to remind me that I’m your mom and everything could be okay. You moved and kicked and squirmed all night long, so when I woke up to use the bathroom I felt protective of you again. No more emotional detachment, but renewed determination that you would be okay. I have to push away worst-case scenario thoughts so I don’t feel anxious, but each day I feel you doing your usual routine the less I stress out. I’m thankful you’re in a position where I can feel you all the time. I don’t worry about counting your kicks because you’re constantly hiccuping or rolling into new positions. Sometimes it feels like you’re lying diagonally, with one foot stuck up under my right rib and a fist in my lower left abdomen. Keep moving so you can reassure me that you’re doing well, okay?
I’m looking forward to seeing you on the ultrasound next week. I hope your features are even clearer than before. My handsome, sweet, energetic baby.
Love,
Mommy
Drops of Jules 