Worry is Relative

Still pregnant and doing well. Nothing too exciting going on around here. But I was thinking today . . .

Have you ever noticed that worry is relative? That first time riding a bike without Dad's help is a lot harder than it is a few months later.

The point I'm trying to make is, I'm so glad for my experience with Brynn because I would be so much more worried right now without it. Most parents would freak at the thought of having a 28-week baby in the NICU for 3ish months. But worry is relative. I've already had a 25-week preemie. Comparatively, 28 weeks looks like chocolate cake with a cherry on top! And if I make it to 32, wow, who cares about a month or so in the NICU? That baby is, in all likelihood, going to be completely normal.

Anyway, I was just thinking how grateful I am--even for these extra couple weeks in the womb. Even if the baby were born tomorrow, at 27 weeks, we would most likely have SO MUCH LESS to worry about than we did with Brynn. These critical, early weeks are so pivotal.

After that . . . who cares about a short-to-medium length NICU stay? After all, I've already been in there for four LONG months once. It's the adult future of the child I care about now! And I really think Heidi is going to be completely normal and healthy in the long run.

So, worry is relative. Now that I'm closing in on 28 weeks, I'm becoming quite worry-free!


Natalie