It's Complicated

So I don't want to freak out by saying I have complications but I'll just say that my uteris is complicated. It would seem that I have a split uterus. Which there are many different types but I believe mine has a tissue wall on the right side which means that my little one is mainly on my left side. We found out when I got my first ultra sound but the tech person said it's really nothing to worry about. I thought to myself, "then why are you telling me this?" So when I got my next ultra sound I asked the doctor doing it (not my doctor, just the ultra sound doctor), he looked and found that I have this empty space on my right side, but he also confermed that there was nothing to worry about. When I had my next doctors appointment I didn't bring it up, my doctor brought it up right away. She then started telling me how serious it can be and that we are going to need to do a few extra things because there's a good chance that the baby could be premature. WOW! I was freaking out. Not while I was at the doctor, she did an awesome job explaining everything to me and helping me to understand, I love my doctor. It was on my way home that I started to freak out. This all happened when Mark was out of town so Iwas already pretty pathetic emotionally, and I realized that she hadn't once said there wasn't anything to worry about like the other people had said. Well, my dear sister in law Katie helped to reasure me that everything would be ok. But it's just kinda been sitting in the back of my head. Just feeling like my body is so stupid and talking to my belly, telling the baby to stay in there. Well we had another appointment yesterday (Friday, the 19th) and it went well. Mark had to come with me because he had to learn how to give me shots. Yes, Mark has to give me a shot every Friday till the baby gets here, and yes, they are right on my ever growing bum. You want to talk about embarrising, there I am in the doctors office, bent over with my pants pulled down and Mark and my nurse just looking at my butt. And can I just tell you how hard it is to let Mark give me a shot. I love and trust my husband but honestly, and he truely is a very smart man, but he's an accountant. Not really the kind of person one would normally hand a needle over to. On top of all this, he's there crackin jokes about doing it with his eyes closed or doing it under his leg like he's dribbling or something, or asking what would happen if he sneezed. Really, there are times for jokes men but try to restrain when you have a needle in your hand and your wives butt is exposed. Now do you understand why there aren't any pictures of us with this post? I will say that he took it very seriously when the time came. Anyway, the shots are supposed to help keep the sweety in my bellie longer. We will need to do some other precautions later but for now it's not looking like he'll be coming in October. My doctor is great and I'm not freaking out any more, still a little mad at my stupid uterus tho. Oh well, God is watching over us and that's always a great thing.