Even small blessings are worth noting.

Today I found out from my midwife that I'm not actually "anemic" in the way that the clinic tried to impress upon me.  Here I've been worried all this time that I may not be able to birth at home because of anemia issues (lack of iron in the blood can increase the risk of uterine rupture during birth), but according to J (my midwife), my anemia is inconsequential and actually at normal levels for a pregnant woman.  We just have to keep an eye on it and I have to keep eating more meat than I ever have in the entire course of my life.  :D

I was also able to provide J with all the labs and ultrasound reports that she needed in order to continue providing me with care.  SUCH A RELIEF!  Now all I have to "worry" about is collecting things like receiving blankets, mixing bowls, Ziploc bags, etc.  We're at 31 weeks, people!!!  WOOHOO!!!

And now I must go take care of my acid reflux and roll on my ball . . . .