Sara
My heart sank. I could feel my breathing getting more intense. I knew it wasn’t good for the baby but I couldn’t help it.
"What is wrong with my son? Please, Doctor Michaels, I can handle it. What is wrong with him?" I demanded in a frantic tone.
Jaxon squeezed my hand.
"It’s alright, Sara, nothing to worry about. He’s doing just fine. It’s just a little abnormality in his blood work here. I’m going to switch up your prenatal medication, okay? Something a little more gentle. I also want you to be getting more rest. I’m not putting you on bed rest–yet–but you need to ensure you aren’t overly stressed and are spending more time resting and taking care of your body."
I didn’t like how she said ‘yet’ when discussing bed rest. I tried to calm down, but her words didn’t really make me feel any better.