Two weeks ago when I failed the fetal fibronectin test I was quietly freaking out - it's a test that's supposed to be a 50/50 indicator of going into early labor. I failed it on the day my mom was leaving town. The same day I had to quickly schedule an afternoon consultation with Risky doctor to review options for having a baby between 32-33 weeks and missed taking my mom to the airport. I wanted to ask her to stay but she had something important to return home to do. When I expressed my fear and concerns she told me firmly, "we are going to have faith and we will get through this".
Here I am two weeks later, still pregnant and baby boy has experienced phenomenal growth in this time period. He grew 1lb 12oz in two weeks, the typical max is 1/2 pound per week at this point. He's now estimated to be 6lbs 12oz which puts him at a great weight if born at this point because one of the requirements to check out of NICU is to be 6lbs. Friday's ultrasound showed him practicing breathing which is also a great sign.
I humbly give thanks for my faithful mama and to God for keeping my son safe and growing in these past two weeks.