My sister-in-law delivered a baby girl yesterday. I didn't realize until my brother called me to tell me that she was in labor just how anxious I was starting to get as she approached my loss point. That day in her pregnancy would have been Saturday night/Sunday morning. When I realized that she was in the hospital and on monitors and such things, and everything would more than likely be okay from then on out, I realized just how relieved I was. I have been anxious the past couple of days, but didn't know why.
It's strange how I project my anxieties onto others' pregnancies, when I'm emotionally involved.
Izzy was born yesterday evening, weighing 6lbs1oz and 17in long. And I am so glad she's here safely and healthy, that I am near tears.