Tomorrow (Wednesday) is our anatomical u/s and all I can think about is how awful it would be if things didn’t look good. Hubby is absolutely giddy at the thought of finally knowing the sex of our child but all I can think about is how awful it will be if something isn’t right. I have no reason to think anything is wrong – other than some early bleeding, the pregnancy has been great with the baby measuring just right at every stage. The closer I get to the appointment the more scared I get.
I wish the fear would ease up at some point, but I know too much about all that can go wrong to ever really relax. Too many terrible things have happened to my friends IRL and in the IF community for me to believe that a healthy child is ever a sure thing.