27 weeks

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Well, I made it another week!  We made it another week.  Me, baby girl, baby boy, husband, the whole fam.  Sometimes I wonder how we are really making it through this and the answer is because we have no choice.  You do what you have to do.  I love my family more and more everyday that we go through this.  Especially my husband.  He’s my hero.

One more week and we will be in the third trimester – the time when the survival rate of newborns jumps to 90%.  We’re inching our way closer and closer to a healthy baby girl.  As difficult as all of this is and continues to be, it is nothing compared to the life we will live with a struggling two-pound baby fighting for her life in the NICU.  Not to mention the months, if not years, of heartache and stress of taking care of a high-needs baby.  Everyone is working so hard to avoid those scenarios and keep her safe and sound where she needs to be, in my belly.

My fingers are crossed and my hands are clasped in prayer that next week I’m writing a 28 week post and we are focusing in on a new goal.