I don't believe in curses.
I actually finished this a week ago, and had I not been so tired on Sunday night, I would have liked to post it in time for Mother's Day. I spent the weekend in Windsor with my mom and my sister, and showed off this here latest FO to them. My mother avoided asking the obvious question of "are you...?" for fear of wounding me if I wasn't... but when the time was right, I announced my happy news: we're expecting again, and I am dearly, dearly hoping it'll be for our little one, due on Christmas. They were delighted for me; my mom told me afterward this weekend was the first time she can remember feeling happy in months. It was a good weekend for me too; I had a nice time with my family, plus I inherited my father's awesome old TV, and a huge pile of CDs. (More on those items in a future post.)
Of course, it is still early days, and I now know all too well that there are no guarantees, especially while I am still in my first trimester. My anxiety level is pretty high; understandably, I really don't want to go through another miscarriage. I don't think I mentioned in that February post, the song that came on the radio in the waiting room at the doctor's office while I was waiting to see my MD:
Yeah, I felt a little bit like the universe was mocking me. Anyway, I sure do hope this pregnancy ends happily. To that end, I humbly ask for your prayers, vibes, good thoughts, crossed fingers, whatever you got!