I'm driving myself out of my tiny mind. They couldn't fit me in at 12 weeks so I'll be 13 weeks tomorrow and it's the scan day. Every time we've had a scan so far we've had bad news so I guess I'm just filled with this ominous feeling?
We already know they're going to confirm the loss of one of our twins but I'm so worried the other little one won't be doing as it should. Plus my husband and I let ourselves get a bit excited this week, talking about the baby and the future for the first time ever and it's always seemed whenever we do that, relax and start thinking it'll be ok, it all goes to rubbish again. So I'm plodding through the longest work day and trying not to go insane really don't know how I'll cope if tomorrow is more of the same. Just want one thing to go right I'm so tired of one drama after another