In the OB world 23 weeks is the point of viability. Where, if your child is born, they will take measures to help your child survive.
Today we are 23 weeks and 2 days. In a way I feel like there's been a bit of a weight lifted. I can't even begin to explain the feeling of helplessness when there is nothing that can be done to save your child. To know what the end result will be and you just have to let it happen. That's not in any mother's DNA.
We have no reason to believe that Cameron will be born short of full term but I feel some relief knowing that if, God forbid, he is born early he's got a chance.
There's another mom who I bet knows this helplessness. Her baby girl was diagnosed with a terrible disease last year and today she lost her battle. I don't know them personally but have followed their blog since it started. So in your prayers tonight please be sure to include Quinn, her mom, dad and two big brothers.
