I’m 7w5d along, and for the last few weeks I have worried almost all the time. I’ve had two miscarriages this year and just want to be a mom so badly, but anytime I start to feel happy about this pregnancy, that voice of apprehension chimes in. Today I had an ultrasound, saw my baby and its strong heartbeat, and for once I’m letting myself think about my future with this little one. I know I’m not in the clear, and I also have a small subchorionic hemorrhage that freaks me out, but when my doctor didn’t seem concerned and congratulated me on the pregnancy, I felt truly happy. I’m hopeful that this time will be different, and that in May I’ll be coming home with my 🌈 baby.