I haven't actually had the scan yet. It's tomorrow at 10.30am (7+1). I'm a nervous mess I won't lie. A few miscarriages under my belt have def left their mark. My hugely supportive and amazing and loving and wonderful family is probably as invested as I am so I don't want to break their hearts either. I'm trying to just live one day at a time but I keep thinking that, with my track record, let's face it, I'll have the kind of news that deserves downing a tequila bottle to. There is NOTHING to do but sleep and crack on with it but here I am, almost using this site as a personal diary. I've chatted with some of you before on how this is a journey of milestones. I have one tomorrow. Then prenatal genetic testing. Then making it past 12 weeks. Then more tests. Then delivery. Then then then.. I guess I just wanted to share with someone that I'm truly terrified. That despite pretending to myself that it's not real till I hear a heartbeat, it did become real at some point over the last 4 weeks and I really really really don't want to fcking lose it.
I'm gonna make a chamomile, put on a podcast and try to sleep I reckon (it's GMT+7 where I am, I'm not going to bed at 4pm :D). Night ladies. Sending hugs to everyone but especially tight ones to those having an anxious first trimester... #bundleoffckngnerves