I was going to write a post this morning about how I felt, one week from my c-section, scheduled for Friday May 3. How it felt terrifying to be so close, so close but still with no guarantee. Never a guarantee.

Now, tonight, we are even closer. I saw my OB today and she didn’t like the results of the last ultrasound and the way his growth rate was dropping. ‘Let’s just get him out,’ she said. ‘Sunday.’

Sunday. The day after tomorrow.

So so close. And I am so so scared. And excited. And happy. But really scared: be ok, baby; please…just a few more hours, really. A day and a half. Be ok.

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