No more P17s!

We took our last P17 shot last night, which means that we hit 35 weeks on Saturday!  This is awesome - no more having to ice down my butt before my husband sticks an enormous-gauge needle into it!  I'm guessing that my number of contractions per day will go up even higher (which seems impossible at this point), but it means that baby girl is doing well!  I remember being so nervous to even order the second batch of them, because I was so afraid we wouldn't get to 26 weeks.  Yet, here I sit, with Baby A/Jota proving me wrong - and jamming her head into my pelvis and her feet waaaaay up into my ribs to rub it in.  :)  So, I guess she's going to be like both of her parents and like to make a point...!

I had a friend recently e-mail me about the last few weeks of her pregnancy after her stillbirth (also at 21w3d, like Maddie) - she said that she had been especially sad/upset/nervous during that time, and she guessed that was the case for me.  Boy, was she right - I've been crying at the drop of a hat, and missing Maddie even more than ever lately.  I think it's just because we're so close - and, while I know that Maddie is safe and happy in ways that I never could have made her, I just don't want to lose another baby.  I don't want my body to fail another little miracle.  I just know that she's going to be okay, though - I just have to tell my heart that sometimes.