Imagines...

Imagine having your sixth month check up where everything is well and good, and you are given the gestational diabetes drink to take home with you to take right before your next check up.

Imagine four days later (at 25 weeks exactly), while talking to the head secretary in your office, feeling a rush of fluid coming down your leg.

Imagine rushing to the bathroom and not being able to leave the bathroom for over five minutes because you have to keep going back to the toilet.

Imagine finally calling your doctor while trying to put your feet up because you know something is terribly wrong.

Imagine convincing the nurse that you're experiencing a UTI and she says to come in right away anyway to be sure it's not amniotic fluid.

Imagine calling your husband in a panic and telling him that you're rushing to the doctor's office right then just in case it's more than a UTI.

Imagine having him on the cell phone as you drive fifteen minutes by yourself to the doctor's.

Imagine that the baby's heart rate is normal and so is your blood pressure but the nurse says, "Oh, no.." and then, "That's amniotic fluid."

Imagine being in complete disbelief when the nurse goes to do an internal examination and you hear her start to panic as she talks to the other people in the office saying, 'I feel cord...I feel hand."

Imagine her confirming all this with your doctor, who is already at the hospital, and then being put in an ambulance with the same nurse keeping her hand inside you to make sure that the baby doesn't come through the birth canal.

Imagine, during all of this, making sure someone calls your husband on his cell phone to tell him you'll be at the hospital in five minutes.

Imagine after general anethesia, being intubated and having an emergency c-section, your doctor tells you that you have a girl at 1 pound, 8 ounces.

Imagine the rollercoaster ride that follows. Well, I know you don't have to imagine that since you've been there, too.

Imagine seeing your daughter's eyes for the first time and holding her for the first time.

Imagine seeing how strong she is and just knowing, finally, that everything is going to be alright.

Imagine that even the most cynical doctor you've met here is amazed at her progress.

Imagine how proud her father and I are after her one month birthday!!!!

Imagine knowing there will be more bumps but finally feeling in control of your life again.

Imagine your renewed faith, as it seems the whole world is praying for you and your beautiful daughter.

Tracy