A Bit of a Scare

The day after my doctor's appointment, Thursday, I got up at about 11:30pm to use the bathroom and had some pink spotting. FREAK OUT. I'd had some brown spotting off an on but never pink. My immediate thought, "No, not now. Please, God. I just told my baby. She's excited. She can't wait to be a big sister. How would I...how could I tell her that something has happened?" My mind works like that. Worst possible thing first then I start thinking of the positives.

Needless to say I made an appointment for 1:30 on Friday. I saw someone other than Dr. S. Not my favorite day to do that...but I had to be seen. It was the nurse practitioner and she was great. But, before I saw her I had my ultrasound. I walked back and as soon as that probe hit my uterus...there was that beautiful flicker of the baby's heartbeat. THANK YOU GOD. I was seriously praying out loud as that ultrasound tech did what she needed to do. In fact, part of my prayer was that the baby was "God's perfect design" and she wrote that on the ultrasound print off for me. So, why the spotting? I have a low lying placenta. Yep...it's not placenta previa (meaning the placenta doesn't cover my cervix completely) but it's right there partially covering it. The good news is that it will correct itself as my belly grows. The placenta will move up with my uterus. Bad news? Anything I do to strain (pick up a 30 lb child, a basket of laundry, ANYTHING) and I could spot. If I spot...I go back in for another ultrasound just to double check. I'm praying my belly grows fast...so that I don't have to worry about the spotting I sometimes see anymore.