Good Morning, I am a bit over 17 weeks today. I spent 95% of the weekend in tears. Being off of my antidepressant is more challenging that I had ever, ever imagined. Doesn't help that I am at a new school with a new grade level this year. I am letting things upset and bother me that remind me of my first years teaching. I saw the OB yesterday and after we heard Baby's little heart (153!) I broke down about the depression. He listened so kindly... So well... And told me that while he's talking to me as his patient, he's also talking to me like his sister... and that I need to start my medicine again. He went on about how the benefits to me will outweigh the potential risks to Baby... but I still feel so much guilt. I prayed so hard last night for God to please spare any harm to my Baby and never let him/her know about Mommy's "selfish" act of needing her medicine to work, cope, thrive. Now for Baby prayers... We find out the results of his/her "triple screen" test. These are the tests that screen for chromosomal issues such as Downs Syndrome and any of the Trisomys, etc. I find out sometime this week if Baby is at risk of any of these. I am lifting Baby up in prayer that she or he is well and growing strong. And asking God to help me resist the urge to peek at my cell phone 892x a day in my desk drawer. Might even leave it in the car. Thank you, dear friends, for the prayers.