Tuesday, October 09, 2007

TOB

Surgeon speak for "Thing of Beauty." That was our non-stress test today...a thing of beauty.

So why can't I just go with that and feel some sort of reassurance? Something other than impending doom?

Because I went shopping. Surely the universe can't handle all that optimism from me.

And I'm 29w3d. So close, yet so far.

And we have buried two babies who were perfect things of beauty until they weren't.

I think it's going to take more than a TOB to overcome this feeling...this fresh wave of grief.

Maybe some ice cream...

5 comments:

Holley said...

Hugs.

Make it a triple scoop with some good toppings too.

Julia said...

Waiting for the bottom to drop can't be a good feeling. I am sorry it is so strong now. So close yet so far.
Hope the ice cream helps, even if only a little bit.

Aurelia said...

You and I both need to toss our magical thinking!

Your placenta does not know if you go shopping, and it can't hear the Doctor say TOB. It has no ears!

So keep shopping. And yes, I expect you to give me the same lecture back. I'm sure I'll need it.

The Nanny said...

May I recommend Ben&Jerry's Half-Baked?

Thinking of you...

Cass said...

No words....just warm and gentle ((((((HUGS)))))). Thinking of you always....