I cannot wait until Wednesday. My second OB appointment is at 2:00. Paul has the day off so he can come with me and see the ultrasound.

I'm excited, and scared. I can't help but think there's gonna be something wrong. Or that there just won't be anything there. This still seems kinda unreal. Hell, a lot unreal. I think it won't be 100% real for Paul until he sees something on a screen too. And it won't be 100% real for me until it's real for Paul.

Mostly I'm excited and scared.