There seem to be a ton of first ultrasounds in the next few days. I know of at least 5.
This TWW hasn't been as bad as I thought it would be. I had enough symptoms to keep me occupied and enough business at work to stress me out like crazy.
But the closer it gets, the more nervous I get.
I had a dream the other night that it was triplets. But that's not what I'm really nervous about.
People have asked if I care whether it's 1 or 2. I really don't.
I find myself preparing myself for the worst.
I truly believe everything will be ok. I have no reason to believe it won't be.
But until tomorrow, I really have no idea whether this is real or not.
Which is tiring!
People are excited for me...but I always tell them - wait until Tuesday. Then we'll be a lot more confident.
I'm tired of waiting. I want to hear a heartbeat and see a baby and then believe in this pregnancy. I want to buy books and borrow things from my friends with babies. But I haven't done anything yet.