Well, that was scary

I had the worst dream last night.  I dreamed that I started spotting and got the doppler to check the heartbeat.  Everyone was in the room with me when I checked on the baby, even the kids.  Katherine was practically climbing all over me while I frantically moved the doppler around hoping that I could find the heartbeat.  I had no success.  I woke up in a panic.  My heart was racing and I felt like crying. Then I remembered I really do have a doppler.  Ah, bliss.  The wonderful sound of my very awake and wiggly baby filled my bedroom.  That was thirty minutes ago and I still feel like crying but at least my heart rate has returned to normal.  Life after a pregnancy loss is a crazy roller coaster ride.