Anxiety 101 (again)

I think somewhere way back I already have a post titled Anxiety 101 - I believe it was back when we first started to believe that we had three babies on the way - and I was getting ready to register; I felt very overwhelmed way back then. Little did I know, I would find out the true meaning of anxiety.

Call me a wimp, a baby, or just plain spoiled - whatever you want. Up until last night, I had not spent the night here at the hospital alone. Someone, either Mom or C. was with me every night. It was long past time that I tried this overnight thing on my own. I'm 36 years old for crying out loud! It was just a very big step to take, considering in the past when things have gone haywire, it's been during the night. Well, we did it. The boys and I flew solo last night and did fine. Huge hurdle. I would be remiss if I didn't say that a good part of my feeling comfortable for the night was due to my awesome nurse, Cathy. She knew my anxiety level and took some extra time to be my 2nd Mom for the night - that in itself made things easier. Nurses are amazing people.

That's not to say that company overnight once in a while won't be nice - it gets a little lonely at times and to look over and see someone on the couch is comforting. But for now, I'll be helping to save the back's of Mom and C. and try this thing alone this week. I am ever thankful for the slumber party nights we have had - and lord knows, I would not have made it through these first 2 weeks without having company at night. I just know that the little couch is much less than comfy; particularly for a 6 foot tall man.

Thanks Mom for the many nights of chit chat and company - and C., as always, your presence here is most comforting too; I feel like a big girl today having done it on my own. I hope I can hold strong!

The doctor was in this morning and the babies all look good. No change. It's a miracle in the works, that is for sure. 25 Weeks and holding...