I'm past the point of wanting to cry.

I dont even know the words to describe the way I feel right now.

I'm not even 8 weeks pregnant, so trying not to stress about miscarriage and other possible pregnancy scares.

I have an almost 2 year old that I'm also dealing with, but hes absolutely an angel.

Thursday I get out of my first OB appointment (blood work, and paperwork) to a phone call from my mom.

"Heart attack, or stroke" ring in my ears as I rush to the ER. We sit in the ER all day as I watch her heart rate sky rocket on the machines. Luckily my husband stays home from work to watch our son.

She gets admitted. Flash forward to today Monday. They do a stress test. She calls me "get down here now" this time my husband cant make it away from work. So I wake my son from nap.

They found a blockage in her heart and are talking possible open heart surgery. Luckily its ruled out but she gets a stent put in. My son and I where at the hospital 6 hours. On top of that I'm calling my sister who is on the other side of the country recovering from major surgery keeping tabs on how she is doing.

Tomorrow my mom needs to go under and get an electric shock done and then possibly will be able to go home.

My birthday is Friday and all I want is for the people in my life to get better, is that to much to ask for? 😔😔