So it is May--I can't believe how slow/fast the time has gone. I will be 12 weeks on Tuesday, and as I get closer and closer to the 2nd trimester the more I want to plan a freaking party for that day or something.
Anyway, along these same lines, I am on my last sleeve of progesterone suppositories. Progesterone is the delightful little drug that has kept this pregnancy from heading the way all of the others have gone: IE, it keeps me pregnant.
My doctor assured me that once I got to 12 weeks or so, the placenta would be functioning so efficiently that the progesterone suppositories would be like drops of water in the ocean: IE, I won't need them anymore.
Of course as you might have been able to observe already, I am rather anxious and of course worried about stopping the progesterone suppositories.
So I attempt to control my nervousness through excessive planning. I was taking the suppositories every 12 hours, but over the last week or so, I have stretched it to 18, 20, 22 hours. Starting tonight I will only be using them once a day. That will last for one more week, and then I will be done.
Honestly I'm sure it will be fine, but what kind of a mother would I be if I wasn't a LITTLE worried? Well, no kind at all.
Expecting our Little Brother in November!
1 comment:
I'm so happy your so close to the 12 week mark! Hooray! I want to come to the party!
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