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Week 28

I'm 28 weeks along and seem to be doing great. My doctor still has me on bed rest, which I am bummed about. I would really like to go back to work. At this point I'm not sure if I will have a job to go back to, but my little growing girl is what is important to me. I can always get another job.

In a way the weeks have flown by. I have put so many weeks behind me as I look at what I have accomplished. Then I look to the weeks ahead and it still looks like a long road. I have 9 weeks until my cerclage comes out, but then break that down into months and that is still a little over two months! I am sure it will fly by though.

I went to the doctor today and he said everything looks great and I am doing great. The baby's heart rate was around 150 where it usually is. I return in 2 weeks for another check-up.

My shower is 3 weeks from Saturday! I am really getting excited! I escaped from the house a few weeks ago (shhhhhh) to buy a couple dresses for her on my birthday. Hey, I thought I deserved a little fresh air on my birthday, right?

We are such slackers on the baby room though. Chris has been tearing down wall paper and trying to clear out the room. We really don't have anything to put in it yet until the week of the shower, so I haven't been too stressed about it. We are waiting for the bedding to come in so we can pick out the color for the walls.

I was going through some pictures the other day and came across some pictures of Darcy. It's hard to look at them and think that this baby in my stomach as surpassed what she had to go through. In a way she gave her life so her little sister could have the chance to grow and the extra weeks Darcy would have needed to survive. If our new baby were to be born today she would more than likely survive. It's a huge relief to be at this stage. However, I hope she stays in there and flourishes to a healthy full term baby. I have faith in her that she will. She's a strong little fighter.

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  1. many congrats on your HUGE successes!!! Every day is one more closer to your goal of a big fat healthy baby!! Hang in there momma! You Can and Will do this!

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