The support I’ve received from her throughout this pregnancy has been my saving grace. It’s hard mentally to think positive all the time when you’ve had two miscarriages. Lots of times I didn’t want to worry hubs with my concerns (he would have left work every single time I called to console me), so I called her. She knew just what to say to ease my fears. She put things in perspective and was realistic. No matter what happened, we’d all get through it together, is what she would tell me. I didn’t hear everything would be fine, nor did I hear that I can’t think that way. She was real about it. Now that we’re near the end of this pregnant, I receive a different kind of support and encouragement. It’s not this is how it will be with a baby or what I’m going to experience as a mother or labor. It’s whatever comes your way, I’ll be there to do anything I can to help.
That is the kind of mom I want to be.