Yesterday, someone mentioned to me that instead of always looking of the black and white, I should try to enjoy the "gray area" of my pregnancy...meaning I should try to keep it in the present instead of worrying about the past or trying to jump forward to the future. I agree, but as I've mentioned before, the gray area of anything doesn't sound like somewhere I want to be. So, in honor of Gracie, I will try to enjoy the "pink" of this pregnancy.
Before I got pregnant with Gracie, my doctor warned me that I would be a nervous wreck until I was home with my baby (and probably well after!) because we lost Rip after his birth...meaning there wouldn't really be a month or week that I could pass and believe everything was going to be okay.
This weekend, I will be 24 weeks. This is a BIG milestone...it means that, although nobody would ever want this to happen, if I were to go into labor today there is a decent chance that my baby would survive. My first instinct is to think of all of the things that could still go wrong...but the reality is, I am 24 weeks pregnant and everything is looking great. I feel good, Gracie is (well, I am) growing daily, the weather is beautiful, and we have a fun weekend planned. Things are pretty darn good "in the pink"...now I've just got to do my best to stay here.