I had just gotten back from a mommy vacation that I took with my own mother. Though my anxiety was pretty high being away from my family on a cruise, I tried to enjoy it and make the most out of it, and I think I did. It was restful and relaxing; I didn't feel pressured to do all the activities and see all the things. I relaxed on our balcony and enjoyed the ship's swaying and the majesty and beauty of God's creation on the sea. I loved it.
The next day I returned to work and experienced what it actually means to be unconscious for the first time. I was shadowing the doctor, and once we left the patient's room, I "passed" out. I had what is called a vasovagal incident, which can occur after prolonged periods of standing in which the blood starts to pool in your legs. You don't get enough oxygen to your brain. As a result, you faint and become unconscious. I was taken to the ER and I found out that I am carrying my third pregnancy. Praise God!
We are excited about this pregnancy, but a part of me doesn't know if I should get too excited because, as I've recently experienced, anything can happen. We are just praying and trusting the Lord for a smooth pregnancy and a healthy mommy and baby....
I forgot I had written this post about my third pregnancy. These two experiences have broken me in ways I did not even know were possible. I knew motherhood would change me, but I didn't think it would break me down in the ways it has.

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