Anxious, anxious, anxious......

Figured if I put fingers to keyboard, it'd do me some good..

So with that said--

The girl shows up for her ultrasound to determine 'boy or girl' today.
For some reason, I've become extremely anxious........not a good anxious.
Dunno if I'm borrowing troubles on that one, or if it's just misguided 'feelings' about all this 'gramma' jazz.
Ummmmmm.....yeah, well.......no one's called me 'granny' TWICE.......yet.....

*sigh*
I so want good results for the girl. A healthy baby, a safe pregnancy and delivery.....cancer free would be good.
I'd be lying to say that part doesn't concern me.

I know they're keeping watch on it.
I know she's got a good oncologist.
I know her oncologist speaks with my oncologist--truly, that brings me a degree of peace.....she's got the whole picture of the family history which is a very good thing. She needs to be operating on all the information and truly, she can't count on the girl to give it to her.
I was such a sheltering mom during that time.
*sigh*

I just want for good things with this.
It could be her only chance to have a baby......to become a mom.....

Sheeeeeeeshhhhhhh.......that choked me up beyond what's comfortable......

I really do want her to have the chance to be a mom--cuz she really wants that.
But I want her to be able to be a mom for a LONG time.
Cuz I know what it's like to grow up without a mom.
k...

THERE'S the source of the anxiety.

Stay in today, Mel.
Celebrate what's true TODAY.

And today---hopefully you'll know pink or blue.
Pink.

Methinks pink........

k......