29 weeks

Over the weekend I lost so much sleep as my anxiety built leading up to Baby Boy 2s check up on Monday. I even started having nightmares that we got the news that it was time for his second transfusion, which I am terrified of having to go through again. But the check up brought such relief I couldn't help but cry as I saw the numbers pop up during the ultrasound.

The little guy is doing great still, thank God! His dopplers are normal (multiple of the median was 0.8), and we also did what's called a BPP. This just monitors him throughout the ultrasound for how much he's moving, is he breathing, and a couple of other things. He was taking big gulps, which was so neat to see in profile, breathing through his nose, which is apparently difficult to catch as it's not something that happens constantly at this point. He even had a full bladder, and then peed! His heart was amazing to watch, and then the tech was able to visualize the main artery coming off of the heart. Baby Boy 2 still has his amazing lips, and was pulling on his feet, maybe to try sucking his toes? He's sucked his thumb a couple of times on ultrasound already.

These things are just so incredible to see. I know most don't have so many ultrasounds, so I feel so fortunate to be able to see his development and how much he's progressing on a weekly basis.

So now we have yet another week of relief, can we have at least three more? That would be just incredible. But, just in case he has to come sooner, Ry and I are doing our best to be prepared by touring the NICU this Friday. I have a million questions, and I am actually feeling some bit of excitement. Dare I say that it makes things feel more real? There is definitely a nervous excitement building now. Excited that we keep passing so many milestones, but nervous that I'm going to jinx things by even recognizing the excitement. I remember hitting 24weeks with Korbin and thinking, 'oh my god, this is really happening!' The excitement and joy in that thought were just incredible. I think of Korbin all the time, and I miss him so much. It's so unfair that he isn't here to help us get ready for his brother. And yet I get the feeling he is always with us, taking care of his brother and pushing him along.

We still have so much to get through, and I just wish, hope and pray through it all that we're bringing Baby Boy 2 home!

Because we got a lotta love to give.