This week I’m worrying. I’m worrying about my baby and about how I’m going to do well enough by him, and even if I’ve done well enough so far. I went for a 28 week growth scan earlier this week, to check baby is growing OK. And it was OK – a bit rushed and certainly not the same magical experience of our 20 week scan (when we went in feeling scared and came out on cloud 9), and a few things of minor concern that that they want to keep an eye on.
So we’re hoping that everything will be fine and that there isn’t really anything to worry about. But in the meantime I’m learning that my hormones mean I now don’t cope well at all with the unknown. Continue reading “Turning to God in the good times”