The countdown has begun.....

10 years ago I was on "bedrest" at home. It was a horrible, boring yet stressful time. I had been off work since Dec. 27th and while I wasn't totally confined to my bed, I couldn't do much. I had to check my blood pressure 2-3 times a day (stressful) and then lie on my left side for a certain amount of time each day and count how many times the baby moved. THAT was stressful.  I just prayed that I would feel movement each day. Mike picked me up at home on January 4th 2001 and off we went to the high risk OB.  I think this was my first visit with the guy-my regular OB recommended I see him after my blood pressure spiked. He took this ultrasound and the moment I saw the profile, I knew we were having boy.  Evan Michael. Now, I guess I was naive and thought that if anything, I'd just hang out at home until March when he was suppose to be born.  Little did I know that two weeks after this ultrasound was taken, I would be at OSU recovering from a c-section and Evan would be fighting for his life at Children's.