Lazarus and all that...

Obviously Sweeting hasn't come back to life. She was always there. But my hope, for better or worse, has come back to life. I found the heartbeat again yesterday, but not this morning. Still bleeding. Still no symptoms.

While Sweeting has made it to a critical stage, she is still far from safe. I have seen babies on office ultrasound machines, hearts beating, one day and two days later, at the viability ultrasound they have gone. I have seen a baby waving his hands at me, and listened to his heartbeat, and then suddenly at 13 weeks he silently slipped out into the toilet with no warning. So, my newly reborn hope is still very subdued.

I have an appointment on Friday morning where I'll ask for an ultrasound if they don't have one already. I won't do the blood work. I really hope she makes it until then. The worst miscarriages are the ones that come and go with nothing concrete to hold on to. I would love to see her and have pictures of her. 2 more days, Little Sweeting. 2 more days.