On Friday night I had a (very) mini break down. I felt really uncomfortable and just unhappy and probably more scared and anxiety filled than anything else. I prayed and thought maybe God could help me get out of my funk--because I wasn't doing a very good job. Saturday morning I went to get my nails done and there was a long line that I didn't have time or patience to wait in so I went to the shoe store---and who did I see? Nurse Jackie (also known as my nurse from the fertility clinic). I couldn't believe it--a chance encounter that seemed like an answer to my prayers. It was like God was saying--
Jenn, are you serious? You are going to be depreseed? Remember how badly you want this? Your shower is today and a year ago this time (Mother's Day) you were getting another Methotrexate shot. Look at how far you have come and all you have to be thankful for---snap out of it.
So, I snapped out of it. I cried a little and thanked God alot. Then I felt better.
The shower was perfect and beautiful and all of the supportive people in my life were there. The baby got tons of wonferful gifts. It was really a fabulous day I couldn't have asked for anything better. Having the baby's things in the house and starting to paint the nursery has calmed my anxiety a little too.
We have our infant CPR class tonight for 4 hours---what takes that long I am not sure--but this is the class my husband is adament about taking and I think it is important too (of course).
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