maybe i've had too many failures, or maybe i don't have enough PGsymtoms, but i finally made it through the 2nd trimested, which i said before "if i get there, THEN i'll be happy"- well it's not true!!!
i also had bleeding at week 9, and spotting til a week ago since, and i said 'if the spotting stops, THEN i'll feel ok"..it's not true either.
i do feel better, but i can't shake the feeling of apprehension. maybe i have too much time on my hands.. i heard the heartbeat 5 days ago, and it seems like an eternity.
i want to shake this need for constant reassurance- can anyone relate?