Because our kids only seem to be around for a limited time, here's announcing baby "Julian" at six weeks. It's kind of like naming hurricanes. They pop up on the horizon from time to time, make our lives miserable for a few weeks, put me in the hospital at least once, and then spiral off into the great beyond. Fifth time's the charm? Maybe? Whatever.
There is a slight chance this time might be different. My uterine cavity has been cleared of all abnormalities. I'm currently on a progesterone treatment, and my nutrition is much better as we've been hardcore vegetable and fruit juicing for about a month. I've decided to go gluten-free for the duration just as an extra precaution. We're really grasping at straws, but it never seems to matter what we do. Oh, well. Time will tell. In the meantime, brace for impact.