viability

Today would have marked my 24th week of pregnancy. That means five and a half months pregnant, a.k.a. a long-ass time.

This also means that if Aidan were still alive and in my womb, if he were born today or any day after, he would have a 50% chance of surviving, or higher (according to our information god, wikipedia). Granted, Aidan would need a lot of intervention, as his lungs would not be fully developed and who knows what else would be wrong, but at least he'd have a chance to fight and to live.

Some day I hope to make it this far.

Today I am thinking about all of the mothers out there, whether they are brand new, a BLM or one of the lucky ones, who are praying that they make it to viability. Be strong, fight that god-damn infection, lie upside-down, drink lots of water, do whatever your doctor says to stop the bleeding, think positively...  just don't ever give up.