Oh, this post could be so long. With so much information and emotional overload.
We found out there are concerns, a lot of concerns, about our baby. We are waiting to see a perinatologist on Monday. Our heads are spinning and we are feeling overwhelmed.
It puts life in perspective. As we sat in the dining room we heard and felt a loud crash.
Me: What was that?
Trever: I think someone just ran into our house.
Me: Seriously? Oh.
Yep. We had a tractor run into our house. But the numbness from being emotionally overwhelmed made it easy to say "it's just a house". Houses can be fixed. Babies aren't always able to be fixed.