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Week Sixteen
~ The Countdown Continues . . .

May 4 ~ Peter took Emily and Graham (his "original kids") out of town for the weekend to attend their mother's family reunion. Then he had business dinners nearly every night of the week. He was so busy, I hardly saw him. We didn't have much chance to talk, but neither of us brought up the amnio results that we are waiting for. There's really nothing to say until we hear from the doctor. I don't even want to talk to my friends or family this week.

I wish I were able to keep as busy and preoccupied as Peter. Even though I don't want to talk about it, I can't help thinking about it. My feelings fluctuate from one end of the scale to the other. Sometimes, I wish we hadn't had the tests. If we find out something is wrong, we will have to make decisions ~ to choose whether to do something or not. If we hadn't had the tests, we could go through the pregnancy in blissful ignorance, preparing for the arrival of our babies. On the other hand, I generally sense that the news will be good, and we will feel much better knowing that our babies appear to be healthy. And would we really be blissful in our ignorance if we didn't know for sure? More likely, we would agonize throughout over the many possibilities. This way, we have only two weeks to agonize and months to prepare.

To keep myself positive, the kids and I snuck out and went shopping for baby clothes while Peter was gone. We bought eight tiny sleepers, mostly in red and blue. These will work for either combination of boy/boy or boy/girl. I did some wishful thinking and bought some pink outfits as well. Fortunately, we won't have long to wait before exchanging them if need be. Also, David's (my oldest son) girlfriend's mother gave me a gently used bassinet. It's beginning to look as though we might have babies around here in the not too distant future!

Sunday was Mother's Day and I wish I could say I enjoyed myself. Instead, I spent the day in bed with the flu. Coughing, sneezing, wheezing, fever, everything aching and limited options for things I could take to feel better. At least it's something stupidly normal, rather than another pregnancy complication. Drinking hot herbal tea and hugging my box of tissues gives me something to do while I wait.

The countdown continues . . .

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