This morning we had a scare, but I think things are fine. I woke up and went to the bathroom, only to realize I was bleeding. I immediately started to cry!!! Andy called the doctor's office and we waited 10 long minutes where I laid down and prayed, prayed, prayed. The blood was not fresh, and I had no cramps (which is a good thing). When the doctor called us back, he confirmed that between 11-13 weeks along it is very common to have this. He told me to take it easy and call back if there is cramping or red blood, and praise Jesus, I have not had either in the hours since I woke.
I am doing fine and am so glad I have not had any bleeding since this morning. Andy is at church with Jenna and I think I will venture into the shower now. I feel at peace now, much better than the worry and fear of the unknown I had this morning. I realize this will probably be the first of many times I will be legitimately concerned for my babies. Shoot, I still have legitimate concern for my 3 1/2 year old, and I don't think that will ever go away, even when she's 63 1/2! The key is not to let the worry consume me, though. Easier said than done! Maybe I need to read my previous blog post again! :-)