While N relaxed and got used to the idea of parenthood and the process ahead of us, the bleeding continued. For a month an a half. Despite reassuring words from our OB, the bleeding was a daily reminder of the fragility of the adventure we were just embarking on. It was a reminder that was very difficult to ignore or buy into the idea that "all was fine". It wasn't until that stopped, that I felt we could breath a bit and really enjoy the pregnancy.
And the hanky panky. And the gym.
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