I'm 27 days away from having a baby. That's really soon. Everything is falling into place, his belongings are washed and waiting. I've been nesting on and off like a crazy person and am almost ready to welcome my son into the world outside of my abdomen.
Speaking of my gut, I swear this child is going to be bigger than Emma. Let's compare pictures, shall we?
|39 weeks 1 day w/ Em|
|34 weeks 4 days w/ Liam|
In other news, Em is doing magnificently. She's great at sleeping in her twin bed, except that she fell out last night. Oops. She's still feeling fine and seems pain free on the lower dose of mtx, but since that drug takes several weeks to take effect, it takes several weeks to know if a dose change made a difference or not. I'll keep watching for evil arthritis.
Emma and I watched a video this morning that was taken last summer. Instead of seeing my beautiful, little girl playing at the water park, all I could see was her swollen right knee and her hobbling limp. It made me cry. Mom says I cried because I'm pregnant, and maybe that's true. However, I think it's more than hormones. I will always grieve over the pain caused by Emma's illness. I will always fear it's recurrence. I will always rejoice over her magnificent strength and current medicated remission.
I will continue to do my best to raise awareness and funds to help research Juvenile Arthritis treatments and a cure. Emma is one of the lucky ones, and God only knows how long this lucky spell will last. If it weren't for her quick diagnosis and speedy, aggressive treatment, we might not be where we are today. I want other kids to have the results Emma has enjoyed, so I'm going to keep on talking about JA.
|My big girl refusing to smile.|